Logan's Anger...

Has she ever made me drink like this before?

No.  Not even when I thought she was dead. 

I don't want to hear it.  I don't want to hear about her and him.  I don't want to know how long it's been going on.

Why no one told me?

I didn't want to believe it.  I don't think I was ever certain of it until she confirmed it.

Damn her.  Damn her for ruining my perfectly good life.

Now she has the nerve to say it's too dangerous.

Now after every last fucking thing we've been through.

Chicken. 

Coward.

Yeah I bet she's having a real hard time over there fucking him.

I guess Manticore really did take her away from me.

Fuck her.  Fuck him. 

I wonder how much of this stuff my system can handle.

I wonder a lot of things.

Like could she have hurt me any more if she tried?

I doubt it.

The ironic thing was after she told me I couldn't move.

I just stood there like an idiot. 

I still can't move.  Maybe I'll just freeze in place and never have to move again.

I wish she would have let me die.

Ten times over she had the opportunity.  Why she kept me alive?  Kept leading me on if she was sleeping with him I'll never know.

I lied when I said I didn't want to know.

I want to know.

Everything. I want to know how long it's been going on.  How long they've been laughing at me behind my back like I'm some kind of joke. 

Look at the poor guy.  He's nuts about you Max...

I want to know every dirty detail. 

Like maybe if I knew about their first time it would change things.  Like maybe then I'd have something to hurt her with like she'd hurt me.

You know I'd like to say that I could just go out and get myself someone else to hurt her with.

But I know that won't hurt her, only me.

And I hurt too much as it is. 

I think it's catching, this need to know.

Cause suddenly I want to know why I'm here.  Why I'm still standing around waiting for her to come back and say she lied?

Maybe it's just this thin thread of hope that clings to the fact that she didn't exactly confirm or deny my accusation.

Who am I kidding?

Who wouldn't give up me, far from perfect, crippled, aged, broken for him, walking perfection?

I don't ever want to move again.