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Saevio (to rage)

"I only went with Davis for Clark, Jimmy. It was all for Clark" it would have been so easy to say. It was on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't. Chloe was so tired of lying, so what she said instead was "Jimmy, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for dragging you into all this. I just wanted a normal life" She forces herself to look at his face when all she wants to do is turn around, but she owns him at least that. "I wanted the husband and the white picket fence and all that"

"And I was just there" she nods and watches his eyes fill with hurt and hate. Deep down she knows she deserves it. "You used me! You never loved me, did you?"

"I thought I did. I wanted to" that's the problem with truth: once you start; you just can't seem to stop.

"But that monster you do love!"

"He is not a monster"

"When I saw him kill that guy in the hospital, there were no spikes. It was just Davis. He is a monster"

"No, he is not" she takes a step back when he steps closer.

"You love him" he is shaking, and his voice wavers. She can't help but think that she is the monster.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Jimmy. I nev-" A metal rod in the guts cuts her off. As from far away she hears Davis scream. She sees Jimmy fly away and crash at the wall. And then Davis is there, crying and telling everything will be ok, but there is so much blood.