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Pain is a constant, Novaleen. It is how a person deals with it that interests me. Some conquer it and wield it, while others crumble and fall. So tell me, daughter, when I make this hurt, and I will, are you going to conquer or fall?
“There will come a day when there is nothing else you can do to me. You will look into my eyes as I make sure you can never hurt me again. One day, Father, you will regret your choices, and that’s a promise.”
I’m like forty percent sure this is the right amount. Maybe you should leave once I place it if you don’t want to die because you’re boring.” “I’m boring because I don’t want to die in a fiery explosion?” I retort. “Yep, exactly, think how exciting it would be—” “I don’t know if you’re being serious or trying to distract me,” I grumble. “Maybe a bit of both.
Me, personally, I’d like to die in a shark attack. I very much like being eaten, and those grey bastards are cute, so when I’m old and grey, feed me to the sharks.”
“It’s my dying wish!” Jonas snaps. “You aren’t dying!” I practically yell. “Not yet, but one day, and when I die, I want to be surrounded by sharks. I want to die how I lived—with madness.”
Death is easy, but living is fucking hard.
They say that everyone was born with a purpose or they find their destiny, something they were created for, but if I believed that, then I would have to believe that my sister’s reason for being born was to die.
