I was sleeping soundly next to when I felt a hand on my mouth. My eyes flew open to see a dark figure above, whispering, “Can I please talk to you?..in private.” The figure looked warily at Isaac. It was Parker, again. He removed his hand and I hissed, “Fine.” I got up and we walked into another room. I crossed my arms across my chest waiting impatiently. Parker soon began speaking quietly, “You know I still love you.”
“Oh yeah, then if you cared so damn much about me then why did you wait ten years to look for me?” I watched his mouth gape. I huffed, “I thought so. You don’t love me. You’re just like all the other Sangsue.”
“Do you really want to know what happened to me? Do you?” Parker hissed as he grabbed my arms and shook me, “As soon as you left I was arrested and shoved into an asylum. And you know what they did to me?” He let go of me and began lifting his shirt up. I gasped at what I saw. His back was covered in terrible scars, “I went through that to still love you. Now I want to see him try.”