Valley of Ditches Page #3

We can talk about that

later too if you'd like.

Look, all I wanna know is,

you come back here

held up everyday,

you don't speak to anyone,

Emilia,

do you even want our help?

- I said I'd get my own

f***ing water if I needed it.

But they didn't listen.

They always wanna help.

They want to help because

then they own you.

A man raises you after

your mother dies,

and suddenly you're his property

no questions asked.

Boy saves you,

you owe him your heart.

God saves you.

You owe him your soul.

What if I don't wanna

give those things up?

What if I take them back?

F*** this water.

- I wanna help.

- I know.

It's who you are.

You can't change it.

- Hey honey?

Honey?

Oh my god.

Oh my god no.

No.

Honey, honey?

Who did this?

Who did this to you?

Who did this?

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Hello?

Yes!

I need an ambulance.

Yes my wife, she's been stabbed.

She's been stabbed.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know who...

Please.

I don't know!

Just please!

Send somebody.

Yes.

Yes, that's my address, please!

Please.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm so sorry.

- Look at her.

Look at her.

She had no idea did she?

- Can't

feel my arms.

- You won't.

You won't feel anything anymore.

Just like I don't.

I spent so long trying

to hide my rage.

Then you taught me the truth.

My rage is a gift.

And I won't waste it.

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