Chapter 83
I arrive in the shop and sit wordlessly down in my usual chair. Noelle and Howard exchange a glance.
"Vince…" Howard begins. I glare at him.
"What?" He looks startled by my harsh tone.
"We need to talk."
"No, we don't."
"Vince-" He begins, but I cut him off.
"No! I have nothing to say to you. Either of you."
"Vince, you need to talk to someone."
"No, I don't. I'm fine."
"You aren't fine, Vince."
"I can cope."
"That's not enough. You shouldn't just be coping. Just let us help, Vince, please. Let someone help."
"I don't need your help." I growl.
"Yes, you do."
"There's nothing you can do. There's nothing anyone can do."
"Let someone try."
"What good would it do?"
"Someone could help you, if you'd let them."
"I don't need anyone."
"Yes, you do. Even if you won't admit it, you need help. Everyone does."
"Well, I don't. I'm fine."
"Vince, please-"
"No! I don't need your help. I don't need anyone's help." I stand up and walk angrily out of the shop and into the street, slamming the door behind me.