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Man Without A Soul
Tyler has just taken a life, Luke’s crazy rampage has come to an end. His hand is wrapped around my shoulder as we walk back to his truck. Not a word is being spoken; how does something like this affect someone, how does taking a life affect your own. What is this going to do to the man next to me, the man that I love, the man that has just paid the ultimate sacrifice to save my life? A situation that was created by me that turned a friend into a monster.
I am scared I lose Tyler, not him itself, but his mind; right now, he shows no feeling or remorse, will he, in time, start losing himself.
I don’t know what to say to him, but I have to say something; the silence drives me insane. I need to know if he is okay if he is going to be okay, “Baby.”
He briefly turns his head and looks at me, “Yes, baby.”
Without trying to sound with too much desperation in my voice, I s
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