I’m sick of wasting time on things that don’t matter.
I was screaming and no one could hear.
You need to be able to control it, otherwise it’ll always control you,” he said. “It’ll scare you and manipulate you until you go crazy, die, or they find the cure. And guess which one of those things will propably happen first.
I had the strangest feeling-like I had lost something without ever really having it in the first place-that i wasn’t what I once was, and wasn’t at all what I was meant to be.
And I know I won’t get the story out of Zu, not the full one, anyway. That’s okay. We’re allowed to have our secrets. Starting now, I’m leaving the past alone in the past.
Thanks,” I said after a small stretch of silence, “for not giving up on me.
He could silence me, but he had no power over my mind.
They got guns, but we got brains. I like those odds.
I waited for him to come with me, to accept that we were now in this together again, that time and distance and uncertainty hadn’t been enough to shake us. And he did.
Every time one of us would try to touch you or talk to you, you’d jump like we had shocked you.
It doesn’t make you a bad person, you know-to want to live your own life.
I didn’t have time for tears anymore. I had questions.
I would have torn this whole damn country apart looking for you,” I said softly.
I can’t tell which direction is right or wrong anymore, but I know I want to stay.
He’d come here to close that door, but instead he had left it wide open for me to walt through.
Maybe I was still broken and would always be-but now, at least, I was piecing myself back together, lining up one jagged edge at a time.
You need backup, I got you. Stop trying to convice yourself that you’re in this alone.
They had all of the pieces, and it just took one curious mind to put it all together.
When someone takes such an interest in you, you have to wonder what it is exactly they’re searching for.
I realized that the only people that were ever going to help us were ourselves.