Are you sure?"

The answer was yes. Even now, he couldn't deny her. Even as his mind screamed that he was just as much a monster, as he was a man, his heart couldn't bring itself to tell her, to bring itself to give her an answer. But even as he begged for her to listen to reason, he couldn't help but feel his anger flaring, his frustration boiling up inside. It was all coming back, all the anger and pain he'd locked away inside, all the hurt, all the pain, all the guilt. It was all coming back and all his emotions were trying to fight with all their might to hold on and try to suppress it, to ignore it and shut it all up. And what his emotions could do, his mind couldn't and that's exactly why he was so angry.

He was too angry for anything.

He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to think about what he was, what he had done, he didn't want to think about it. But, no matter how hard he tried, it would come creeping up on him. It would be there, hiding in the shadows and every time he thought he got to the light again, he would lose it again. It was