❝ look- we can, uh, ❞ his eyes flickered down to his bruising wrist, ❝ talk this through, okay? it doesn't have to be like this. ❞ his voice was weak, pleading with the other to release his wrist and leave him be. ❝ i love you. ❞ ❝ i hate liars. ❞ × × × a delusional boy gets what he wants. × × × short story ; lowercase intended.