jacquelinecasey:
“I don’t need to be spared,” she replied. “Yeah, you went through it too, but decided that you can’t spare yourself. And since you can’t, why should I be granted that privilege?” Her words came out with venom in her tone. “I don’t want to be spared, because you may think you are protecting me, but you’re not. You’re making it much worse. That sparing leaves me not being able to breath every single time you two are out on a mission. Don’t make me try to get it through your head, I’ve been battling with Sebastian for so long. I don’t want to be spared because what I think when you’re on a mission is the fear of what can happen to you both. Jesus Christ Sam, that guy almost killed you. Do you know what would happen to me if you died? I don’t think I’d be able to live. You and Sebastian, and Madeline, and Leah, you guys are everything to me. I am not spared by not knowing. I thought you understood that. I thought you know that with us going through it with just Sebastian working. Now I have both of you to be worried about every day. The only one who understands is Kendall, before that I really thought you got it.”
Sam just scoffed an angry laugh shaking his head at her monologue. “You act like you are the only one whose been through shit Jacqueline. Like you are the only one it affects. How can someone who has been through so much be so damn ignorant and self centered?” He shot back, anger that wasn’t as common for Sam spilling out at how unreasonable this who thing was. “Fuck this. I’m not doing this with you. You want to be mad at me for not telling you shit I can’t even handle talking about? Fine. Whatever.” He shook his head turning away and apperating out of the argument. He couldn’t deal with this right now..











