You told me that I should start caring about my own feelings and picking up my own pieces for once, and incredibly, doing that isn't making either of us feel too great, is it? Bite me when I try to help you, bite me when I stick up for myself. But I guess that's what I get for dealing with you, Beckett the fierce, uncaring vampire that's only ever worked for himself, except for those times when he tried to defend Rhys, when he showed compassion and dedication for Angel, when he defended me when I was hurt and promised he wouldn't do the same. That's what I get for caring.
Good job for pulling the wool over my eyes for so long. Won't happen again.
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Date: 2016-04-20 06:03 pm (UTC)Good job for pulling the wool over my eyes for so long. Won't happen again.
[Furious, Clayton closes out the conversation.]