Ever felt as though you had enough and wanted death to take you instead? I have felt this every day for as long as I have been alive. Every time I came close to somebody, I lost them; maybe I am just reading too much in between the lines. Or maybe this is what I am: cursed. This is why I never had friends...well, until Satan's pawn: Zacharias Slater. Zach is my only friend who is alive. If not death, something else took him away from me. Yet he found his way back. But this time he was not someone I thought I knew. Apart from his breathtaking blue eyes that felt as though you were staring at an endless ocean, everything else about him was different. He didn't talk to me the way he did. He didn't console me the way he always did. He didn't back me up like he always did. If anything, he bullied me at every chance he had only to confess that he was 'in love with me' all along. But is that love? Do you always hurt someone you 'love'? Do you obsessively follow someone you 'love'? Do you intrude in the private affairs of the person you 'love'? Most importantly, do you kill for someone you 'love'? I don't know. But according to Zach, that is what 'love' is.