-All Our Little Secrets-

I keep secrets from you.

That would probably shock you. I know you think you can read me like a book. It would probably be a shock to you to discover that that is the first secret I am keeping from you.

But it's by no means the last.

I suppose the biggest secret I keep from you is about the eco. It's strange, ain't it? Everything about us comes back to that stuff, little balls and giant pools and injections and bullets and it's always about the eco.

Everything about us comes back to the eco. All our little issues, all our little insecurities and it comes back to the eco in the end.

To the Dark Eco.

It was so different for us. So very different but the end was the same. We're both freaks, no two ways about it. We're both warped and twisted. I just kinda hope your brain ain't as fried as mine, because some days I feel like mine is going to explode.

I guess whatever was done to my brain is why I keep secrets from you.

It hurt. The eco, I mean. I guess on some level you know that. But I wonder if you do get what that really means, sometimes.

It hurt. A lot. It still hurts, in my bones and in my fingers and toes. It hurts when my claws thump on the footpath and it hurts when people touch me and my skin feels like it's got needles in it.

Did you know I can move so silently even your ears can't hear it? I bet you didn't. I bet you still don't. You think you can hear everything, so I kinda pride myself on this secret. I can move so softly you don't stir from bed when I get up and go out into the main room to watch the dying embers of the fire.

What other secrets do I keep from you? I keep lots of things. I don't tell you that I don't like the way she looks at you. People aren't meant to look at you like that. Because you're mine, ya know? Even though you're not. You're my best friend, my partner but you're not and never have been mine.

You never will be either, will you?

Not with what stands between us. Girls, Tess and Keira. Samos. Even Torn, who hates us both but gets a strange possessive gleam in his eye sometimes.

I didn't understand that gleam. But the Darkness told me what he meant by it y'know? Something in me knew what that hunger meant.

My little secrets, my pain, my fucked up little head, my secret stealthy moves, all of it led to one conclusion I didn't want to know.

I saw you with him, Jak.

I never wanted to know your little secret.