Why?
Because I love you as I will never love anything in this world, in any world.
Why?
Because I destroyed you in my arrogance, because you didn't deserve that punishment. Not you, never you.
Why?
Because I had to make it RIGHT damn it all. Because no matter what you said, what you did, it was never enough. I needed to fix it, needed to right the wrongs I'd made to you.
Why?
Because I wouldn't be able to bare it if I failed again. Because if I didn't get it right that time, if you weren't whole and beautiful and shining like I'd promised you, I'd…
Why?
Because I LOVE you, you fucking moron. Because all those years we spent traveling together I always dreamed about the day I'd be able to wrap my arms around you, be able to feel the warmth of your skin, the softness of your lips, the beat of your heart under my hand.
Why?
I swear, when I get my hands on you, I'll the throttle the breath right out of you for all these damned questions. Right after I hug and kiss the breath out of you. I already TOLD you.
Nii-san.
Stop it, Al. You're not real. You're just a figment of my imagination.
…Nii…sa…n…
Don't do this to me. I can hear you, almost feel you. It hurts.
Edward.
No, you never called me that. Never. Not even when I pissed you off. Not when you doubted me and ran, leaving me cold and lonely and hurting.
I love you.
Well, you've done it Al, you've gone and made me cry. I hope you're happy, you fucking jerk. How the hell am I supposed to get back to you when you keep tearing me apart?
