<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos held her and he had no intention to let her go. It looked like he had made that fault already once in his life, he wouldn't repeat it. He fought her struggles to get free and he ignored her pleas.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">“Who cares? Why does it matter?!”</span><br/><br/>Her sobs indicated just the next meltdown of her and Carlos quickly turned her around and pulled her to his chest, his arms wrapped around her when her back rested at his chest. His mouth was at her ear and his voice had an urgency in it, that it had not earlier.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I care, Lea. If I would have known that you are so labile, I would have never let you walk away from me in that parking lot. I would have never allowed you to sink so low. Damn, Lea, why did you never ask me for help? Why did you push me away? I could have helped you...but I still can. And I will..." </span><br/><br/>There was steel in his voice and he knew that Lea remembered what a tone like that meant with him. That he wouldn't back off. But it would mean hard times for her. He wouldn't allow her any escapes and he would fight her depression. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"First rule. No lies. You aren't fine. You are some wreck on a colliding course with your personal hell. And I need to know all about your personal hell to keep you away from it. I won't let you down a second time, Lea."</span></div>