“I will always protect you, you have my word on that.” (Nicola, I'm sobbing)
“Your word doesn’t me anything to me right now, nothing you say...nothing you say holds any merit because you’ve proven that it doesn’t mean shit to you, either,” Nolan replied, coldly, still angry about the events of the weekend before. He was well aware that this could cost him his home and his friend, but...maybe it’d be better that way. At least when he was living with his coworker, he didn’t have anyone to abandon him. For as much as he hated loneliness, it was easier to know no one. It was easier to choose to be alone than to let people do it for him.
“I don’t need protection. I don’t need anyone to save me from the world. I’m an adult. I’m not some useless kid you need to coddle. What I needed was for you to be there when...when you said you would be and you weren’t.”