Rikers Monologue

To start this off, i'm lost. I know i'm an idiot, but i'm going to try and make things right. What happened was me and the boys went out for our patrol earlier this morning. We were all so excited for Saturday that we weren't focusing on the job at hand. Without knowing we were attacked by a mob of Infected from behind, there was no other option but for all of us to split up. Now i'm here, I dont even know where here is. All the training we had just gone to waste. I would do anything to just go back in time and somehow just fix this all, but I can't and it’s tearing my heart to pieces. The suspense is terrible, I have no clue if anyone survived. I dont know if I could live with myself if anyone doesn't make it, explaining to their families that I killed their son. The amount of pain I have when a I write that is unmeasurable. Regret is all that I feel, and it's not going to fade away anytime soon.

I've dealt with his bs n mine for years and I wouldn't have stuck up for shit if it weren't for the fact that people bash the unknown, so as far as you go, maybe, just maybe you're the crackhead jumping to conclusions. I didn't fully say he wasn't in the wrong, I never said the girl that night didn't set him up, cuz in my heart, she fuxkin did. But for you to fuckin call me shit ncbash me or my family, grow the fuxk up or why don't u say ur petty bs to my face bitxh?! Cuz I can say now I'm clean, I've got kids to worry about and take care of.. And also, if u read, I've been gone from him for over 9+yrs... Go fuck

"If you ask me, that tell sounded more comical and frantic, than stressed and fearful." Compa thought.

Fucking hell that was hot. Don't swoop your hair back damn it. He did just that. Why? I hate Cassie for bringing me to this damn place. Why the hell does this shit even happen to me and why the even hell do I like this guy when he's a total asshat? I really should have taken my mom upon that therapy session a few months ago.

“But she told me where to look,” Chloe said. “Pleeaase come down, she’ll be angry with me if you don’t come to the Gymnasium.”

" I had to help this girl," I exclaimed. As I spoke I heard this sound. " Do you hear that?" I questioned.

I burst out of the underground lair and ran as far and as fast as I could. I got about three minutes away before I stopped from exhaustion. “Guess running’s gotten harder in the past few years, I blame all the sushi.”

“I don’t know what’s worse, having to deal with Stacy trying to take your place, or Nate thinking everything is just fine. Did you hear? I’m coming out there tomorrow? I wish we could stay the weekend, but we have a lot of appointments.”

the queen of red yells "off with their head!" and everyone scatters like leaves but follow me and you will see... Wonderland at its finest through Tulgey Wood we'll go and every fragment of the looking glass holds a memory as we reassemble the pieces you'll be set free the world you left behind will no longer be your home Wonderland will always be

I could hear them talking faintly, if I closed my eyes and listen hard enough I could make out them plotting to kill me.

“We have to get back to the castle!” He yelled. “We need to get her to Gaius!”

I am aware that we have not kept in touch ever since you walked out on me and Christopher two years ago. This is entirely your fault since the decision of leaving us was yours. Nevertheless, my choices were limited in terms of who to contact when it came to this subject and the choice fell on you.

“Only to save you, now get out so I can get ready”. Meg skipped out, he wondered how she could be so carefree.

“Did you have a good time?” he asked, pulling up beside her from seemingly nowhere. She didn’t have to look. She was just aware of him. She always was, when he let her.

“It’s good. It just takes time. And I like it. I like it.” Sometimes, as the blue overcame the room, I could still make out his eyes staring at me. He’d smile as he lied in bed, and repeat words under his breath before turning to the wall, but I don’t know when he finally started to rest. He’d move until the room became too dark for me to see.