Chapitre 75: Blue balls.

Alanis. 

The motel is in the middle of nowhere. 

The only way I know about it is because I saw it on our way. 

I want him to rest. 

He looks terrible. 

He needs a shower. 

He needs food.

It is going to be a long ride and I want him to feel a little more like himself. I plan to go and look for meat for him. If I have to roam through the ends of the earth. I will make him feel better. 

This is not the person I know. 

There is something in his eyes. 

A darkness that I don't know if I can clear out. I completely understand, he has been through so fucking much. He was kidnapped, kept in a cold room, starved and tortured. I would be the same if I wad in his shoes but I want to get him back to himself.