I don't want you to have to handle it. That's the horror of my past. But you...you're the reality of my present. You're the proof I survived. The prize in the cereal box.
J. KennerTag: love survivor abuse damien-stark
Nikki, darling, light of my life. Can I have my driver take you to work?
J. KennerYou'll be thinking of me, won't you, baby.
J. KennerHe cocks his head to the side as if listening. "There. Did you hear it?"
"What?"
"The clink of coins as I just earned a few thousand more."
I roll my eyes.
How can you make love to me with only the whisper of a touch?
I'm a very resourceful man. I thought you knew.
I want to soothe him, want to stroke his cheek and run my fingers through his hair. I want to pull his head to my breast and whisper soft words, and I want to make love to him slowly and sweetly until the shadows of the night are gone and the morning light bathes us in color.
J. KennerHe shifts so that I can see him better, then draws an "x" over his heart. I raise a brow, and he lifts two fingers in a Boy Scout salute. I hold back a laugh, and he holds up his pinkie finger. "Shall we pinkie swear ?
J. KennerI believe a megalomaniac is someone who suffers from delusions about their own power. Trust me," he says, and this time I am certain I see mirth dancing in his eyes, "I suffer no delusions about the extent of my power.
J. KennerI am not "cured"--I know I never will be. I will always crave that pain to keep me centered. I will always be just a little astounded when I get through a crisis without putting a blade to my flesh.
J. KennerTag: stress coping self-injury self-mutilation
I nod, understanding the unspoken message: No matter what, he will never stop looking out for me. I can't argue with him about that, after all, I feel the same way.
J. KennerTag: love protectiveness protective
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