"He closed his eyes and bared his teeth, looking away. “But now you’ve forgotten and none of that even matters anymore. –This is why I didn’t want to come tonight: I knew that I’d end up blowing up like this!” He took off his cap and ran his hands through his short hair, his breath coming from him in sharp gasps. “–And I’m sorry that I can’t be your knight and shining armour, but it’s not that simple! Why is it so hard for you to understand that I need comfort, too? I want to help you, but how am I supposed to do that if I can’t even help myself?" He was nearly screaming now. "You think I’m indestructible, but I’m not! I’m broken, too! I can’t knock down every pillar for you, not on my own!”
I was caught short when I saw tears streaking down his cheeks, pausing on his lip and making their way down his chin, but he wiped them away with his arm so quickly that I almost doubted whether they had even been there.
“Do you think that just because I made it home, everything’s fine?” asked Saul. “Do you really think that just because I’m still breathing and functioning, I’m okay? Well I’m not okay! Because sometimes life kills you from the inside out—sometimes you’re dying and nobody even knows except you! And I know people die, all right? People die and it’s fucked up, but you can’t stop living when somebody leaves. You can’t!”
–Paper Stars, pg. 370
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