Dustin didnâ€™t untense until she stopped hugging him. He backed up from her. Holding himself. â€œIâ€™ve...never been given a hug before. Touches have always been a negative experience for me. I didnâ€™t know there was such a thing as positive touches.â€ He said softly. Shaking hard from her hugging him. It had scared the hell out of him. He shook his head. â€œHe can go the fuck away. I didnâ€™t want him then or now. He didnâ€™t save me from a life of hell on earth. I donâ€™t need him to save me from finally have peace.â€ He said. Backing up and looked down Unbeknownst to him the angel spoke to her. <I can not appear to him unless he is dying. We will talk later.> With that he faded away. Dustin looked ashamed and looked at his arm. â€œI cut to make sense of the pain. To feel true pain instead of other pain. To understand where my pain come froms helps me cope.â€ He said softly. â€œI donâ€™t expect you to understand. Nobody usually does.â€ He looked at her. â€œYes I do. I have really wanted to die. I have tried numerous times but HE...HE always saves me. He will never let me have my eternal peace. He curses me to live another day when all I really wanted to do was die. There is no sugar coating it Maistia. There is no sweet endings. I suffer all the time. I just...donâ€™t want to discuss this any longer.â€ He said in a sad voice. He looked at her and blinked. How could she be so cheery and happy? He didnâ€™t know those emotions personally. He had never been cheery or happy. His life had been hell on Earth. â€œSo what do we do now?â€ He asked in a soft voice. He heard something outside the door and looked instantly. â€œSomeone is there.â€ He said. Tensed from head to toe.