Once upon a time, Peter had cared.
He cared so much that his heart had ached with the weight of it all. It was too much, all too much. And Peter was almost crushed by it.
He could not stand it.
He just wanted to rip his own heart out. To no longer feel, to no longer care. Until he was left with absolutely nothing.
To achieve absolute apathy. (TheCeaselessAbyss).
No emotion.
No passion.
No concern.
Peter was able to find comfort in it. To being lost in the nothingness of it all. And he was content for some time.
But, that was all before he met Beth.
And it all came rushing back to him.
A/N- Thanks to all who followed and favourited the story, and especially to Guest of honor, consultingsorcererof221B, and Cashagon for their wonderful reviews- they make writing this story all the more worthwhile. Cheers.