...his voice was low and distant. “Azreth… You… Don’t have to do this.”
I was completely taken aback and confused by his sudden words. “Do what?”
He still wouldn’t look at me, but did contract a bit in his spot… I could tell he was uncomfortable. “Pity me.”
I shook my head appalled. “I’m not pitying you Vernon!”
“It’s what everyone else does…” He said in a cold tone, like he was trying to wound me, I could feel his intent. I could tell that came from a dark place in him, his voice trembled. “They just, look at me, and they think… ‘Poor redmane, sad and alone’… ‘Maybe I can make him better?’, ‘Maybe he will be fine if I do this or that’.”
“I’m fine! you don’t have to be here just so I don’t feel alone… If you want to, you can just leave while I sleep and then… Then everything will be fine, you will be miles away and I’m gonna be just fine.”
“I was a mess for a long time before you arrived, and I’ll continue to be a mess whether you’re here or not… I… It’s best if you just go Azreth, nothing good is going to come for you for staying with me… People are gonna hate you, despise you, treat you like they treat me.”
“And not just that, I’m not worth that much! I’m a sickly guy with just a bunch of problems and no solutions or anywhere to go. I don’t have anything, I will never be successful, or rich, people are not going to just like me, and I am not some sort of hero… I’ll be happy if can make it past thirty without any permanent disabilities! And I’m pretty sure I’m going to die before then…”
“There is just no future with me Azreth… Just this VOID of wasted opportunities, and time… You’re better off without me, you’re so amazing and perfect…. Please… Don’t waste your time on me.”