Comfort

VOID.

I watched her fall asleep on the bed, in my arms. I bet she didn't know when she did that. Or maybe she did but just didn't care anymore.

I stayed awake all through, reminiscing on the moment. It still seemed unreal - that Jerah had given up her body for me.

Why exactly would she? When I had done absolutely nothing to deserve it? Now, she had only made it more difficult getting her out of my mind. And unfortunately, itwas the wrongest time.

Father had me in a position I didn't want to be. Now, I was forced to work for him, against Jerah's father. How the fuck did that sound, huh? Definitely dumb.

Jerah might not know much about her father. The man might be a díckhead and all, but he still fathered her. And no motherfucker would ever be cool with watching their father get killed. Except for a few motherfuckers, maybe. But definitely not Jerah.

But now, I was left with no option but to get it done. So, I needed to cut ties with her. Hell, that was what I