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[thewolfinside]

Jason sits, curled up, in the chair in his room. Although it's Gabriel he's watching sleep, Wanda is the one on his mind. She's there, physically, but it seems like the girl he loves is gone. He doesn't know if she'll ever come back, or if she's gone for good. He should feel guilty for using Gabriel to make him forget, but he was just glad to be able to feel something.

He can hear Nathaniel moving around in the bathroom, knows he can smell the blood, but doesn't care. Doesn't care that this has to be hurting his friend, who is already in enough pain.

He fingers one of the deeper scratches on his chest, wincing at the pain, liking it.

In some way though, he feels numb, wonders when his life got this fucked up again, and why he can't seem to care.

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(( *headdesk* Yay for shifting tenses. But you know what I meant. ))