Kiss the Girl

"Shhh." She said quietly, rocking him a little. "It wasn’t you, Eric. It’s never you."

He clung tightly to her, the tears still falling. "It was still me! I couldn't control it. I stopped fighting!"

You never— I thought you would—

I didn't--fuck, I didn't have any control.

How? For how long?

Odette. Our bond. And I--I don't know.

Odette was quiet for a moment before walking over and hugging him tightly. 

Eric was trying to hold everything back, but the moment he had Odette in his arms, he was breaking down, tears beginning to fall. "I-I'm a h-horrible person."

Are you…?

I-I'm me.

Eric. 

Don't. Please, Odette, just don't.

We don’t have to talk. I’m just here to check on you. 

'M fine. Normal.

"Hi?"

"Flots--I, yeah, hi."

--Ariel.