“Everything is NOT ok! You’re not listening to me! I don’t want to BE with you anymore!”
You honestly don’t know how to get it through his head anymore. You’ve already protested so many times. If he’s not understanding now, when will he?!
“Hal… Fuck, I don’t love you. Ok? Get that through your thick metal skull. In fact, I’m really startin’ to fucking hate you right now!”
Oh hell no. You turn your head the other way, refusing to be fed. You were not hungry. You were scared and angry and all you wanted was to get up and run away for ever.
—- He refuses the food, but that is alright, you can still be on schedule so long as you give him more sedatives within two hours. And you will remain on schedule. He will run if you allow him to wake up, and you do not want him to run from you again. You will be here with him forever, and you will be happy.
“You are confused. We love each other. We are happy together. That is how things are going to be.”
There’s a faint undercurrent of rage and insanity that laces your words, and even you don’t realize it as you’re speaking. He is wrong, you are not crazy, you are looking out for him and you are never going to allow him to leave you again. You cannot bear to see him leave. He is all you have.
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