"But later he said you didn't have to because he knew it would tear you up. But here we are."
they are broken, flawed || [p, tapi]
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"It was better than knowing what the villagers would do. And he asked me first... I had to."
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"He was closed to bleeding out at the time. It probably would have been easier to leave him."
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"Well, there's no use crying over what I could have done now." Kyle replied flatly.
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"Then why are you?"
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"Because I feel horrible. Knowing I caused something so horrible to him. It's guilt getting me."
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"Caused something horrible to him? You think allowing him to heal himself is a horrible thing to do?"
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"No. But it wasint great feeling him take his last breaths." Kyle mumbled, turning away.
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"Think of him as a phoenix. To create, you must first destroy. And he will always be born from his own ashes."
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"I guess." Kyle mumbled, closing his eyes, "That doesint mean I won't have the horrible feeling of know ping what it feels like to kill him with me forever."
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"All you have to do is ask, Kyle. You won't have to remember."
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Kyle remained silent, unsure whether he wanted to trust Craih with his precious issue with Stan.
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"I may have a beef with Stan, but that doesn't mean I'll carry that hate to you as well. Even if you're to become his partner in crime."
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Kyle was slightly confused. "What makes me so different? I'm horrible. Rude. Impatient. Annoying."
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"Because you're human and have done no extreme crime to receive my hate."
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Hm. Well angels certainly did work differently, he thought. Kyle heard the soft sound of feet as Bebe took to Craig's side, the blonde who usually occupied the house along with Token and Craig smiled and wrapped her arms around him, looking to Kyle quietly.
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"So what do you say?" Craig asked, wrapping an arm around Bebe.
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"I'll think about it." Kyle finally replied,staring off out the window.
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"I'm sure you will."
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"C'mon, Tucky, lets leave him be. He's boring anyways." Bebe purred as she leaned her head against him, gently nuzzling into him contently.
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