Like a China doll... I break

"Well I live here… technically I’m dying here but what’s the difference…”

"Just stop doing that. Please... I can't keep on doing this."

"How do you get lost in a house?"

"I... Nick... What are you doing here?"

"You know you’re kind of enthusiastic for a lost person."

"more of a nervous chuckle... Not really enthusiastic..."

"I’m doctor Collin West. I know all the patients here at the hospital."

"Doctor? That's great... All of the patients? Do you see the ghosts sometimes too?"

"Katharine, hi. Always lovely to see a friendly face. Warm milk you say? Well I have to admit that sounds like a splendid idea. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me to the kitchen?"

"You know my name? I am sorry I don't know who you are. But sure I would go with you..."

OPEN

Uhm... I don't know... Maybe drink some warm milk? How about some hot chocolate?

I thought you were leaving? And no I don’t need friends… Friends only leave vulnerability and chances of being disappointed.

I am...

{Nicolas let go instantly at the ferocity in her words and just stared at her.}

That's where you are wrong, you do need me. I am your only friend.

Kat… you’re overreacting. Stop it…

DON'T touch me... Don't. I am not overreacting. I am being realistic.

The Nicolas you know? I wasn’t aware I had multiple personalities… Stay aw… away? But… I… Fine. Whatever you want.

And here I thought that you could actually have a heart. Guess I was wrong about you and everyone else was right.

If it makes you feel better; you’re no exception. I’m like this with everyone…

And I'm everyone else? Who are you? Come find me when the Nicolas I know comes back... Until then, stay away from me. I believed in you, Nicolas.

I actually meant ‘d follow you to prove you WERE going to cry but uhm… wow wait. Why are you attacking me here? I’m only being realistic.

Realistic? No you were shooting me down when I tried to make you feel better, tried to make the reality a little more easy to swallow.

Still don’t believe you. Don’t make me follow you to prove my point…

So what? I cry, I'm a girl... It's what we do.

Mmmhm… so… what now? Please don’t tell me you’re going to cry?

I uhm... No... I'm not going to cry. I am going to leave you alone.

Don’t call me that… everrr… and as valiant as your offer sounds you can’t take my problems away, no one can. What’s the point of being optimistic?

I uhm... I was just... I'm sorry.