Dasken heard Ashley's voice, and heard how weak it was.
She can't even speka because of me. I hurt her. I hurt Ashley.
His tears came stronger, faster, more intense altogether.
She hates me. I messed up. She can't understand. Nobody can understand. I have nothing. I have nobody. Nobody will love me. Nobody will care for me.
He began to rock back and forth, his sobs growing louder.
They should have killed me. They should have removed me as soon as they had the chance. They should have straight up killed me. Ashley hates me. Nothing really matters anymore.
Maybe if I killed myself, everything will fix itself...
His sobs made it hard for him to breathe. He took sharp, loud inhales. His cries echoed through the trees.