Chapter 11: Hiroshima

I love this woman just as much as one can
Some things i do she will never understand

I knew the moment Gregory knew. I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my skull and I felt a throbbing behind my ears. Visions flashed through my eyes, and I saw through his eyes. He was in shock, and falling into darkness quickly. I pulled away from the thoughts and rubbed my temples.

"It'll pass." Kane spoke from the corner of the rooftop.

We had left Molly's apartment, neglecting to fix the scene. The dead drug-dealers broken body was still there. The cops would never figure it out, but they would be happier in the end. The man deserved the death I gave him. Worse would have been more appropriate, but time had constrained my actions.

I looked over the edge of the building. "I wish it would rain."

"Not me."

"I don't want to be here."

"Neither do I, but do you hear me complain?"

I glared at him. "I'm stuck with you for all eternity. Someone does hate me."

"Or they love you because they know you'll be okay with me." Kane stiffled at short laugh and smiled at me.

Bastard. I did love him… and it wasn't a normal love. It was an obsessive- "I-can't-live-without-you-you-are-my-air" kind of love. He was my tie to my last strings of sanity as a human. And unfortantly, I was a human. During my life, I was void of emotions and now they wouldn't let me be. I could feel pain. I could cry… everything. It hurt, and he could help me away from it.

I didn't let him know though. I mean he knew, but in his mind, it wasn't as obsessive as I had made it out to be. I couldn't live without him. I wish I could have shown him what it was like to be so alone without him. Without him, I had nothing. I was so afraid he would leave me. It would be better off if I were alone. I couldn't hurt him… turn him into another Gregory(if he hadn't already turned into that.)

But he wouldn't, in my twisted mind, it would be fine. He would never leave me.

He wants to leave. He wants to leave. Let him go. Let him go. You hate him.

The words whirled in my skull. The voice was familiar. It was hatred. It was the Devil. I tried to ignore it, but couldn't help but agree. Who would want to be stuck with me? Hours passed as I stared at the night sky fade into the dusky morning. Kane spoke not a word, but remained motionless in his corner. The day passed by, and I watched the humans below me. Live and die. Live and die. It was so pointless. All of it.

The night came, as always.

My wish came true.

I would forever be alone.

TBC…

A/N: Uhm…. This is sad chapter. The next chapter will be worse. So be prepared. This chapter is for Jon.

-Saphi