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+ 1	Dear Jay... [2]
+ 2	Dear Jay...
+ 2	When Darkness Falls [12]
+ 3	When Darkness Falls [11]
+ 3	When Darkness Falls [10]
+ 2	When Darkness Falls [9]
+ 1	When Darkness Falls [8]
+ 4	When Darkness Falls [7]
+ 3	When Darkness Falls [6]
+ 3	When Darkness Falls [5]
+ 4	When Darkness Falls [4]
+ 4	When Darkness Falls [3]
+ 5	When Darkness Falls [2]
+ 5	When Darkness Falls
+ 5	Pretending Not to Care [10] {final}
+ 3	Pretending Not to Care [9]
+ 5	Pretending Not to Care [8]
+ 4	Pretending Not to Care [7]
+ 5	Pretending Not to Care [6]
+ 5	Pretending Not to Care [5]

"I'm so tired of it all. It doesn't really matter what happens to me anymore, right? After all," Blake whispered to Hayley, "if what everyone else says is true, my life isn't worth living. Maybe it's time I started believing it."

"Blake, if you believe them over me, I swear to God I'll kill you. Those idiots out there aren't worth anything. What do they have that you don't?"

"People that love and care about them."

"Dumbass, I care! Why do you think we're having this conversation? And I know about what your dad did yesterday at home. I saw everything. Maybe you should take that cigarette out of his hand and burn his neck with it for a turn?! I know you hate me talking to you about it, but I think its time we did something. There'll be a time when long black hair can't cover the scars anymore. So we should give him some to lessen the pain of yours."

"No. You know I can't! If I even look at him in the eyes or blink in a way he didn't like, walk too quiet or too loud, I get beat. He would kill me if I tried to fight back. And I don't mean hit me harder than usual. I mean KILL me. With a gun or something."

"He can't kill you, he'd get put in jail. I know that he's afraid of that. We both do."

"You don't understand. I'm scared to go home because of him, scared to come here because of everybody else, and I can't even run away because I have nowhere to go."

"I think I understand more than you know..." whispered Hayley.

"What do you mean? You have a family that isn't ripped in half and you're stuck with the half bent on killing you. I like your family. If only they liked me. I could come live with you." He joked, somewhat seriously though.

"Well, I only moved here a year ago. But before that, I was kinda like you, trapped in hell with nowhere to go. But things are different now. I got out."

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