w.a.m.s

I felt alone. For the first time in my life I felt alone. That stupid bastard left me. His reason? He wanted to teach me that it felt like to be alone. Well, moron, you did it. I know what it damn well feels like now.

He had deserted me. He was last person I had left and he deserted me. I didn't feel alone until he left. I didn't feel alone without my friends. I missed them. By God I missed them. But if they felt that their lives would be better without me; then so be it.

He knew I didn't feel alone. He knew that I wouldn't feel alone until he left. Either he did it to spite me, or to make me into more of a person. At the moment, it feels like the former. At the moment it feels like he's playing a game with me. A silly game which would end in my destruction.

Well, Nate, guess what? You've won your silly, little game. You've won you silly, mean, disgusting game. Maybe you'll realise what you've done. Maybe you'll realise what a complete idiot you've been. If you do, I won't go back to you. If you do, I won't be here.

You're a good teacher, my friend. I feel so completely alone. You've taught me how awful being alone is. It's so awful that I'm taking the easy way out because I can't take it anymore. It's fucking beat me.

You don't know what you're missing.

World, say goodbye to Tess Tyler.

AN: is this sad. I hope it is. My first Tess centric fic. I'm quite proud of it. Been hit by inspiration today. Love the song.