“I love you dad,” I said, then I backed away a step.
“Stay,” he said. “Please.”
This poor man.
I’m so sorry, Danny. Taylor can’t stay. Skitter has to go.
I shook my head.
I stepped back once again, and then hopped down from the back of the ambulance, turning away.
“Taylor!”
Here we are again.
Always like this, now. Always walking away, knowing how much it hurt him. I blinked more tears out of my eyes.
“You make sure he’s alright,” I ordered the paramedic, ignoring another of my father’s shouts.
The man nodded.
:’|
“I can tell him we aren’t allowing ride-alongs, just in case we need more bodies in the back.”
That would be a nice white lie.
I like this guy.
“Thank you.”
My power buzzed at the edge of my consciousness as I turned my back on the scene.
“Hey. Hey, listen. Skitter. Talk to us.”
Fuck all of this. Fuck the Nine. Fuck Shatterbird. Fuck Jack. Fuck Leviathan. Fuck Coil. Fuck Hookwolf.
Fuck Kaiser too, just for old times’ sake.
Fuck me, most of all.
And yeah, that’s about how I expected that to end.
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