Page 122 of Pierce Me

Isaiah:It’s Jude.

James:What he do?

Isaiah:You know what? Forget it.

James:Don’t be an idiot, Zay.

James:Talk to me.

Isaiah:I did talk to you. I told you I need to—

James:Whatever he did to you, Zay, forgive him, ok? You can’t afford to lose him. He’s the only one who can stand you anymore.

Isaiah:I don’t do forgiveness, you know that, James.

James:Well, start.

Isaiah:And he… he didn’t do anything to me. He did nothing.

James:As I said, start.

Isaiah:Start what? Forgiving him for doing nothing?

James:Forgiving yourself.

Isaiah:Yeah, right. Go forgive yourself, little bro.

James:Never.

Isaiah:No, man, stop it. You haven’t done anything wrong—

James:We’re not talking about me.

Isaiah:James, man, you can’t keep blaming yourself for—

James:Your words were, and I quote: ‘hey, quick question.’

Isaiah:Yeah. I said that. I’m that stupid.

James:That’s a well-established fact.

James:Anyway, do as I say, not as I do.

Isaiah:The hell does that mean?

James:Forgive yourself, while you can. Others too. You have the capacity.

Isaiah:And you don’t.

James:I don’t.

Isaiah:You… It’s not… It’s not that easy.

James:Well, in that case, I’ll have to come up with a murder plan. Will get in touch as soon as I’ve finalized it.

Isaiah:We’re both so messed up.

James:Good talk.

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