Something snapped in me. "Y'know... I never asked to be this f***ed up... I never asked to watch a shootout in a car at a hospital. I wanted a friend." I hissed. "All this other s*** is just weight dragging me down. I wish I didn't go crazy if I don't take my pills. I wish I could still feel normal emotions. I wish I could just die. Hell, I even asked that lawyer if they had a gun I could borrow. Blam! One more sick f*** wiped off the earth. That would make you happy, wouldn't it?"

"You aren't the first crazy person I've seen." Edward said. "Watch Deadeye for one day, then tell me how crazy and traumatized you are."

"I know Deadeye is crazy, I'm not a bloody idiot... Heh... My question is, why didn't you shoot me when you had the chance. You want me gone, away, no contact whatsoever. That would've been the easiest way. Hell, why didn't you come kill me while I was drugged up in the hospital? You had so many chances that you wasted..." My voice started to crack towards the end.

"I never said I wanted yoh dead!" Edward shouted

"...... Well that's what you were implying... Sorry to burst your bubble Mr. Alverara, but that's what all your 'I want you gone forever' sounds like." I said, tears starting to stain the cement beneath me as I continued to scratch things in the wall.

"I neve f said, gone forever, don't twist my god damn words, but you need to be put away." Edward said

"I'm not twisting your words. And you had so many chances to 'put me away'... I'm not even sure what I did! I was sitting in a car watching people kill each other... Could you please refresh my memory?" I hissed, my body becoming rigid and tense.

"How about calling the people that got into the shootout that killed 3 officers, how about threatening an ICE official, how about sheltering a criminsl, any ring a bell!" Edward shouted

"Oh right! Those! All happened while I was like a week off my meds." I said with a small giggle, not caring anymore.

"You think that makes up for it?" Edward said. "You think you can just say 'sorry I didn't take my meds, three people died but it's better now.'"

"No, not at all. And why are you even here... Don't you have better things to do then talk to a monster like 12 year old? I thought you had a life outside of rubbing the oblivious in people's faces." I said calmly, walking over to the corner of the cell and sitting there, my back facing Edward. "You think I don't feel for people when they die? I just lost the only five friends I've ever had and I'm just trying to keep myself from slipping back into the old times. I would turn back time and take the bullets for them if I could. Not meet them in the first place. Hell, my very existence is the reason s*** tons of people are dead! Including my twin sister." I added.

Edward stayed silent.

I started to cry as I remembered my past. "Those five people gave me all the humanity I have. Now watch it slip away just as quickly!" I hissed, internally beating myself up for crying

Edward turned off a tape recorder.

I didn't bother getting angry. "So, that's your evidence on how to keep me locked up?"