บท 151: CHAPTER 151 You're Worth It

　　~ JESSE ~

　　At least he didn't walk away, I told myself.

　　We stood there, staring at each other, my head spinning and my heart aching for him.

　　How could I possibly help him with this?

　　But then he dropped his head and raked his hand through his hair, blowing out a breath before he straightened and met my eyes again, his jaw tight as a bowstring.

　　"Jesse, I know I've hurt you. I wish I hadn't. I wish I wouldn't. But you have to understand, it's not just you I don't trust. It's me."

　　Then he let me see in his head- flashes of memory, flashes of thought. And I stared and drank him in because he was never that open. But… but then it hit me what he was showing me- the inferno of rage that lived in his chest. The violence he'd been a part of. The violence he wanted to be a part of. The ability to shut down his emotions and just act- to let himself act on instinct, brutal and animal though it may be.