Dustin was having his vision blurring now. Maybe he was letting it bleed out too long but it stung and so it still made sense. Nothing else made sense to him. He needed things to make sense. Otherwise he was just weak. Vunerable and hated. It was true what his mother said. He coughs up a bit of blood. Just a tiny trickle making its way down the corner of his mouth from the beating the man have given him. It was still a beating that paled in comparison to what his father would do to him. If his grandmother had known what was going on...she would have relieved his parents of custody over him. They hid what they did to him. Lied to his grandmother. She knew not of the torture and torment she had put him through. He heard the yelling yet it was like hearing it from another person's ears. So far away was reality sounding. Just the blood flow made sense. He had started at three cutting off and on. Upon reaching twelve to thirteen he  began seriously cutting him. By the time his parents were gone by their own hands...it was a habit from which he could not escape.<br/><br/>He heard running and then with heard Fiona's voice through the fog that was clouding his mind. "No...nothing is extreme. I wasn't killing myself. Rationalizing. Pain is rational. Pain makes sense. My pain makes sense this way. It isn't extreme...it is how I am still alive. How I lived to even be here. You wouldn't and couldn't understand." He says. Trembling now. His gaze a bit hazy now. He looks at her. "You say it but no one doesn't hate me...mother said I wasn't lovable...it is true. I know it is. Why would she have said it and other things for so long if it wasn't true?" He whispers meekly.<br/><br/>Blinking and focusing back in on her. "Get to know...each other?" he echoes as if this was some sort of foreign statement. "You want to get to know me? You are just saying it...it isn't real. Just an illusion of my mind. Caused because I let it bleed too long this time..." He says in a quivering voice. Clearly unsure she was real at the moment. Looking at her and blinking as she became clearer in his vision. "Why are you in here? Why are you doing that?" he asks in confusion. He looks at her and bites his lower lip.