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“I’ve been scared nearly every day of my life, eventually, you stop letting it control you and get so used to it that it’s just another day.”
“Good boy, I’ll share my cake if you don’t kill anyone all the way through dinner.” “But what if they need killing?” he asks, frowning at her.
“Oh, this is going to be good, I need popcorn,”
The room is silent apart from the popping of Diesel’s popcorn in the kitchen.
Diesel, who’s sitting out of the way on the table, munching on popcorn and looking way too happy to watch the drama unfold.
“Nah, I’ll just put a ring on her finger one day and tell her it happened,”
She hasn’t been here but a week,
Healing isn’t easy, sweetheart. In some ways, it’s worse than the actual…abuse,
We buy a brothel in his name.
“You’re forgetting the part where he said no, so you beat the shit out of him with a frying pan and told him the boat was yours now and to call you Captain Crazy,”
I’m beating the shit out of him as D laughs. “Oh, they have Mars, I love Mars ice cream,” he calls, and when I look over, he’s sitting on the freezer, munching on an ice cream.
Diesel puts on his bright purple fanny pack, complete with a sparkly unicorn on the front. I don’t question it, because we honestly don’t have time for his crazy.
“Are you okay?” Garrett asks. “Not mentally, we all know that, but—” “Oh, I stabbed myself with some adrenaline. Let’s go!” he cries.
