- DEX -
Raya thinks I'm an angel? Angels don't kill people. And while I may not have actually succeeded at killing my brother, it certainly wasn't for a lack of trying.
There are too many emotions about all that has happened in the last 24 hours to sort through them, but I know I'm pissed that Lawson survived. Pissed and relieved at the same time, and the combination is doing weird things to my head.
I should have checked Lawson's pulse and ended him for good, but he looked dead enough at the time. And all of this shit with him has made it so that I can't even mourn my father properly. Instead, that fresh loss feels distant and unreal, like it's too far away to fully sink in.
I want to wrap my hands around the feelings surrounding my father's death and bring them closer, let them consume me, let them threaten to choke the rest of the air from my lungs. Instead, they loom ominously in the distance, waiting to finally descend until some future date.
