"I want to believe you..." I muttered.

He leaned down, his tear streaked face inches away from mine. "Then believe me."

Johnny picked me up off of the floor and we walked into another room. The kitchen? I suppose it is. I watched him walk over to a rusty sink and rinse out a few glasses. He held one up.

"You want anything?"

"Water?" I scratched the back of my head.

"Sure." he smiled and filled the glass to the top. He turned toward me and tripped over his own feet, causing the water to spill all over the floor.

I chuckled softly. "Klutz."

His face turned red and he laughed quietly, embarrassed. "Here, I'll get you another-"

"Johnny, it's alright. Let's just get this cleaned up before anyone else falls."

After throwing a mess of paper towels on top of the spill, I suggested we take a walk. It's still pretty early-maybe 3 pm. Hesitantly, we stepped out of the front door of the tenements, checking for any preps that might still be roaming around.

None.

Perfect.

We walked past the various stores in Bullworth, paying no mind to the people around us. I grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the bridge.

"I've always wanted to jump off of this son of a ##&*!," I said.

"Oh really?" he sounded amused.

"So jump off. Wouldn't be the first time," a voice called out from behind us.

I grabbed the railing and gasped when I registered just who exactly was speaking. I can't believe this. It's been so long since I've seen him. I thought he would go away. No. No, he never goes away. Whether he's standing right next to you or in the back of your mind he's always there. No matter what.

I spun around and nearly choked when I saw his face.

He smiled at me like he had done so many times in the past. Those dead eyes of his still haven't changed.

They still scare me.

He scares me.

He stepped off the curb and began walking toward us, smiling wickedly. "So who's your new girlfriend, Johnny?"

I looked over at Johnny and saw him sneer at Him. "**#& off, Gary."

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