Turning back to face Jenn, I "Creepy? Is that what you think I am?" I could feel my anger rising inside me, why? Because I had put my life on the line for this kid, "Creepy?" I repeated, this got to me; this one word in the English language and it got to me, "Feelings? What the fucking hell do you think I am saying Jenn?" I kept my anger from boiling over, for now anyway, "I could wonder the fucking same about you, you've latched onto me, I have stopped you from getting kidnapped, I have been shot, it is drama, drama and even more drama around you."<br/><br/>"You ask me not to leave you Jennifer, why? I think that is a bit creepy little girl, What feelings do you have for me, child, just get back on that bus and go, this creepy old man doesn't want you around him anymore because he wonders what you want from him,"<br/><br/>Turning away I raised my hand and shouted, "WHATEVER!!!!" I started to walk back to town.