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[burninginside]

You don't realise how shit life is and how much you've truly fucked up until you get sick and you're completely alone.

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[arrecho]

Are you home from rehab?

[burninginside]

I'm back in New York on the day program now.

[arrecho]

You're not well? I can come over if you need someone.

[burninginside]

It doesn't matter. It's my own fault for not looking after myself. I thought you were going overseas.

[arrecho]

We got back yesterday. You shouldn't be alone after rehab.

[burninginside]

Alone is exactly what I deserve to be. You'll be jetlagged.

I still have feelings for you, Em. I don't know how to do this friend thing. I'm a really shit friend.

[arrecho]

I am, but I'll live.

Maybe we need to deal with that on some level then.

[burninginside]

And what level's that? You're with someone else. I respect that.

[arrecho]

Maybe you could meet Presley. You both know Flynn. You don't have to be alone.

[burninginside]

Look, Em... you don't have to give a fuck. No one else does. I get it. I destroyed everything, I have to deal with that. Your boyfriend doesn't need me hanging on like some sort of leech that sucks the life out of you.

[arrecho]

Well, tough fucking shit. I do give a fuck. You don't get to tell me if I have to give a fuck or not. You're an addict. You're not a fucking kiddie fiddling incestuous rapist because of it. You're still human, and you're not a cunt of one.

[burninginside]

I hit you. You were disabled, and I hit you. Why the hell do you give a fuck?!

[arrecho]

Because until you hit me, I loved you. Then I hated you. And then I came to just pity you, and fear for you. And I don't give a fuck either if you don't want my pity. You get to the point you ruin your life like you do, you can't avoid pity.

[burninginside]

I am ruined, Em. Every time I've been in love, it's been destroyed. I don't know why it's still worth living anymore. I have no family, I have no friends, no business, no job. Nothing.

[arrecho]

Twice. It's been destroyed twice. Some people are lucky to even find it once. You hit me, you didn't kill me. It didn't just flick a switch and stop me caring if you were alive or dead, or if you were okay. I was just terrified if I got near you again, you snap on me again.

[burninginside]

Is that why you came to see me when I was detoxing and incapacitated?

[arrecho]

That's a big part of the reason, yes. The other part was that I knew once you hit that worse stage of detox, you'd kill yourself this time around if someone didn't try to intervene. And no one else knew that but me, because I'm the only one who saw how close you came last time.

[burninginside]

You don't have to worry. I didn't do it.

[arrecho]

Was that because I came to see you?

[burninginside]

I guess so.

[arrecho]

You still might do it. You've got nothing and no one. All those thoughts, they're still there. I don't know how anyone else feels, but I don't have any intention of just letting you kill yourself.

[burninginside]

I'm getting therapy.

[arrecho]

I'm sure many other people who have suicided were too.

[burninginside]

You've moved on. This isn't your problem anymore. It never was.

[arrecho]

Presley used to be an addict.

[burninginside]

What?

[arrecho]

He was an addict. He started using after his mother committed suicide. She jumped out of a window. He knows Des. He met her in rehab.

[burninginside]

I take it he's not a violent prick like I am then.

[arrecho]

I don't know what he was like when he was using.

[burninginside]

He's clean. What makes you think he would want anything to do with your ex, who's an addict who hit you?

[arrecho]

Because I asked him.

[burninginside]

You... asked him if he wanted to have anything to do with me?

[arrecho]

Why would I lie to you? I've been honest with you about everything right from the start.

[burninginside]

I don't know if I could handle seeing you with another guy.

[arrecho]

I think all this is a bit beyond that sort of thing, don't you? He knows what you're going through. He's been there. Not just being an addict, but losing a loved one in a horrible way.

[burninginside]

I guess so, yeah. I don't know what to say.