"...Yeah. Every day." Tony's hand stilled on Annie's back, simply holding her. That tension he was carrying with him as the anniversary of their death approached grew heavier in his body.
"I was seventeen. They died the same night." Car accident. Yeah. Fat lot of good that buying the manufacturers out and reworking their break system personally did in the end. "I didn't know what to do with my grief so I...didn't. I hid behind money. I hid behind people. I hid behind my work. I hid behind my fame. I hid from the pain so well I made myself believe I was untouchable, but...all I did was become less human."
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Date: 2019-01-10 06:13 pm (UTC)"I was seventeen. They died the same night." Car accident. Yeah. Fat lot of good that buying the manufacturers out and reworking their break system personally did in the end. "I didn't know what to do with my grief so I...didn't. I hid behind money. I hid behind people. I hid behind my work. I hid behind my fame. I hid from the pain so well I made myself believe I was untouchable, but...all I did was become less human."