[ calm is the very last thing lil feels right now -- after rage, jealousy, all the ugly feelings anyone's ever accused her of having and then some. even now, hearing that steady mechanical voice drives her a little more over the edge. she really hates it, her and danger being juxtaposed like this, because the differences between them suddenly become that much more obvious.

she hardly even notices the hot, furious tears slipping down her face. her stare is accusing, always accusing. god, she has so much anger inside her. the pain in her arm is almost nothing by comparison.

she doesn't mean it when she speaks. maybe. she doesn't know anymore. she loves him so much. she loves him like crazy. but sometimes she hates him too. right now, she isn't sure which it is. ]

You're a coward, Maddie. A goddamn coward. Y'won't take me back an' y'won't end it. You're just gonna wait 'til I'm really dead and y'won't have to lift a finger t'deal with me. [ disdain is thick in her voice: ] Then she'll take care a'everythin' for you, eh? You won't even have t'spend a fuckin' second alone when I'm gone.