That's Not Very Attractive Behavior, Bella." He

I Tensed, Waiting For The Fury - Both His And Mine - But It Was Only Quiet And Calm In The Darkness Of His Room. I Could Almost Taste The Sweetness Of Reunion In The Air, A Separate Fragrance From The Perfume Of His Breath; The Emptiness When We Were Apart Left Its Own Bitter Aftertaste, Something I Didn't Consciously Notice Until It Was Removed. There Was No Friction In The Space Between Us. The Stillness Was Peaceful - Not Like The Calm Before The Tempest, But Like A Clear Night Untouched By Even The Dream Of A Storm.

You’re Still Waiting For The Running And The Screaming, Aren’t You?

You Are My Life. You're The Only Thing It Would Hurt To Lose.

The Rains Would End, And When They Did, Ian And I Would Be Together, Partners In The Truest Sense. This Was A Promise And An Obligation I Had Never Had In All My Lives. Thinking Of It Made Me Feel Joyful And Anxious And Shy And Desperately Impatient All At The Same Time—made Me Feel Human.

You Could Run From Someone You Feared, You Could Try To Fight Someone You Hated. All My Reactions Were Geared Toward Those Kinds Of Killers – The Monsters, The Enemies. When You Loved The One Who Was Killing You, It Left You No Options. How Could You Run, How Could You Fight, When Doing So Would Hurt That Beloved One? If Your Life Was All You Had To Give Your Beloved, How Could You Not Give It? If It Was Someone You Truly Loved?