Grace's POV
Alex wraps his arms around me and I feel safe, warm, loved. But it's too close. Rian made me feel that way, for so long. And there he sits, dying before me, and I can't help him. I never could.

I can't help anyone, I don't know how. I'm always the person who needs rescuing.

"Grace, stop. That's not true and you know it." Alex's voice startles me. Shit, I was thinking out loud....

"But Alex...."

"Stop. No buts. You've always been there for all of us. Even Jack, looking at what he's doing now. You stopped me from thinking I was nothing but a worthless man-whore."

"You helped me overcome my depression and alcohol problem." Zack interjects from the corner.

I pull at my hair, exasperated. "But it's never enough! I'M never enough. I wasn't good enough for either of my parents to stick around, for anyone to love me until Alex came along. I was never the smartest, although I was smart. I've never been pretty or athletic. I'm just a waste of space."

Notes

I'm sorry I'm stupid and selfish and flawed and awful and explosive and depressed and anxious and schizoid and I'm sorry and I'm sorry but.
Anyway new chapter!
<3 to gamble with desire.