Glass (Crank 2)

I’m not okay with any

of it. “Why is it okay?”

Because it has to be.

School will be out in less

than three months….

“I can wait three months

for you, if you just tell

me you want me to.”

He takes my hand, kisses

it gently. Let’s play it by

ear, okay? No worries.

No worries? “How can

I not worry about you?

I love you, remember?”

Now he pulls me from bed,

into his lap, cinches me with

his arms. Kristina, I love you,

too, really I do…

Okay, there’s a major

“but” coming. [Yeah, like,

But I’m a major player,

and want to play around.]

…but this is totally new

territory. I’ve always loved

girls for what they could give

me, not for who they are.

I understand what he

means, but still don’t get

where this is headed. “So,

what are you saying?”