"Ha.. you need me? Youre such a goddamn liar. You dont love anything but yourself" The man dropped to his knees, fingers digging into the cloth covering Petes ankle as his whole body shook under the tremble of his sorrow. "I need you. I can't breathe without you. I can't see without you. I can't think without you... You're my iron lung" "A metal cage?" Pete retorted, refusing to accept any word from that man's mouth as sincere. He was incapable of such a thing after all... right? "Life support." DISCONTINUED