"Mm, no. I can’t believe that you're not angry," I say, remembering Aiden's words, "You're just pretending to be okay just to get your r..." "No, no, I'm not pretending. It's you, Lily," he says, as if that explains anything, "You could stab me in the chest ten times, you could slash my neck wide open and I would jerk off while I die. I would love to die because you killed me passionately. That would honestly be such a good death.” "Oh my god, you're sick," I let out, worried. I try to move away from him, but he slides closer, "You said you're not that bad anymore. Are you still taking meds?" "Yes, but not even that many because I AM better," he repeats. I don't believe him, "And I'm half-joking, okay? Or more like, being poetic and romantic. You wanna know how good I am now?" I sigh, but nod. "I considered for one second... using your feelings to get what I want. When I started crying and your face got so open and guilty, I thought I could use your guilt and exploit it unti
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