Doing the right thing

(Xander)

I knew that I messed up and shouldn't have said that to Rachael. Fuck, I've been messing up a lot lately. I just didn't know how to tell Rachael why Camille was coming into my office every day for so long. A year ago, I killed a man out of rage. I wanted to protect my family, so I did everything that I could just to make sure that they were okay.

My police friend warned me that it would affect me, but I didn't listen to him. I've never listened to anyone when I have made my mind up about something.

I went and killed the bastard who shot Rachael, but it had been affecting me a lot. Lately, I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't stand the sight or smell of certain things. My mind was a mess and because of that, I would always lose control and lash out at Rachael.

I thought that I could take it all in without any problems because I'm a man and I shouldn't allow certain things to affect me. But, it was affecting me. It got to me so much that I started having nightmares. I cou