Crash
"I hated her for saying those things to you!" she shrieked. "I mean it, Crash. I hated her. And I realized…I couldn't do that to him. I know he's not yours, but I kept thinking about you. I wished he was yours, Crash. I w-wished so hard…" she fell apart in my arms then. I held her, but I was at a complete loss. My brain couldn't work.
I blinked and looked at Kelly, sobbing, gripping my chest, pleading with me to understand. And…I did. At least, I wanted to.
"I can't believe you thought of me," I say hoarsely.
Kelly's sobs intensified, her voice muffled by my chest so it was hard to understand. "I never stop thinking about you, Crash. You're everything to me. Except…except him. But back then…I couldn't think of anyone else. I was so terrified I'd never see you again and that if I did, you'd want nothing to do with me—or him. I just…Crash…"
