“Ky, stop and think. Look around you, we’re outnumbered.”

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They were outnumbered. That much was a given. If it was up to him, her voice would have been silenced, and the obvious wouldn’t have been stated.  It was quite clear he knew the odds were against him, but as per-usual, he decided ultimately ignore it.

   “Are we?” He asked, sarcasm practically dripping from his lips. “Not for long.” His eyes narrowed. “I can handle this myself.”

“There is always hope.”

at one time, ky may have believed the other’s words, but the problem was that he saw no use in believing in something as simple as a desire for an outcome. hope was a fools game. it could make or break a man – a reason to why he relied on facts. twisted as they may be… they gave him confidence; a tad better than hope. 

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“yeah, well,” he said, hands sliding into his back pockets, “i don’t deal in hope.”

“You could have told me from the beginning. Why didn’t you?”

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“I didn’t expect to stick around this long.” There was more to it of course, most of the time he made sure to sabotage his own relationships, and get out of them before they got serious. Well, serious enough to actually admit what he truly was, and what he was actually capable of. “That is why I kept it out of sight and out of mind.” Even if it was the last thing he wanted. Especially then.