**Earlier that day**
"You know Logan, you say you love her, but you let her go without a fight", exclaimed Bling heatedly. "All day, every day, it's Max this and Max that. How Max is gone, despite your attempts to hold her. The problem is, you didn't try! You gave up searching, just because you hit a few dead ends."
I can't believe it. I'm not the one responsible for losing the one person who taught me what real strength was. I didn't plant the virus, and I wasn't the one who pulled away. I guess the thing I'm really furious about is the fact that Bling is right. Nobody could ever approach what Max means to me, but there were times I wish we had never met. Then I wouldn't have had to feel this pain every second I breathed, this ache nothing but her love could heal. But she was gone in spirit, if not in body. She hasn't been over in 6 days and, I check my watch, 7 hours. It's funny, when love is unrequited, how aware you are of time. Every moment not spent with her feels like centuries, because I know she won't be there the next one either.
"What do you expect me to do? Wave my arms around and magically find the answers for everything. Yeah, that's gonna work." My voice drips with sarcasm. "She's scared of me, of what she knows she can do to me. She doesn't know that not seeing her is killing me."
"Then tell her. It would be better than you sitting around moping. Then again, anything would be better than how you've been lately."
Maybe Bling has a point. Maybe if I talk to her, make her understand.who am I kidding. Even if she was willing to listen, there's no way she'll realize how important she is to me, how precious. She'll be the good little soldier, even if she won't admit it. You can take a girl out of Manticore, but you can't take Manticore out of the girl, I guess.
"Logan, don't even think about it. That girl's crazy for you. At least talk to her. If you do, and she says no, you'll know how she feels. If you don't, you'll always wonder, doubting yourself, asking if you had done something different if she'd be here now."
" If I talk to her, will you get off my back? You know it's pointless, but you won't shut up till I do, right?"
"A simple conversation is all I'm asking for."
I sigh, accepting my fate. I dial her number. "Hey Cindy, Max there?"
"You know Logan, you say you love her, but you let her go without a fight", exclaimed Bling heatedly. "All day, every day, it's Max this and Max that. How Max is gone, despite your attempts to hold her. The problem is, you didn't try! You gave up searching, just because you hit a few dead ends."
I can't believe it. I'm not the one responsible for losing the one person who taught me what real strength was. I didn't plant the virus, and I wasn't the one who pulled away. I guess the thing I'm really furious about is the fact that Bling is right. Nobody could ever approach what Max means to me, but there were times I wish we had never met. Then I wouldn't have had to feel this pain every second I breathed, this ache nothing but her love could heal. But she was gone in spirit, if not in body. She hasn't been over in 6 days and, I check my watch, 7 hours. It's funny, when love is unrequited, how aware you are of time. Every moment not spent with her feels like centuries, because I know she won't be there the next one either.
"What do you expect me to do? Wave my arms around and magically find the answers for everything. Yeah, that's gonna work." My voice drips with sarcasm. "She's scared of me, of what she knows she can do to me. She doesn't know that not seeing her is killing me."
"Then tell her. It would be better than you sitting around moping. Then again, anything would be better than how you've been lately."
Maybe Bling has a point. Maybe if I talk to her, make her understand.who am I kidding. Even if she was willing to listen, there's no way she'll realize how important she is to me, how precious. She'll be the good little soldier, even if she won't admit it. You can take a girl out of Manticore, but you can't take Manticore out of the girl, I guess.
"Logan, don't even think about it. That girl's crazy for you. At least talk to her. If you do, and she says no, you'll know how she feels. If you don't, you'll always wonder, doubting yourself, asking if you had done something different if she'd be here now."
" If I talk to her, will you get off my back? You know it's pointless, but you won't shut up till I do, right?"
"A simple conversation is all I'm asking for."
I sigh, accepting my fate. I dial her number. "Hey Cindy, Max there?"
