Darius sighed heavily and hung his head. "It was.. he could be fine. And I had fun sometimes. He was the only person who liked hanging out with me. I'm sure you notice no one comes to bother me in this room. I haven't had to tell anyone not to disturb me, they avoid it." He smiled sadly and raised his head to stare hard outside. "Chris wasn't like that. He used me but he used everyone, so I don't think I suffered more than any other that spent enough time in his company. But, I'd have faced it because I liked being wanted. "

He winced at the mention of what he did. "I was with him, things happened. Accidents, misunderstandings, sometimes things went too far. " He covered his eyes and took a deep breath. "Trust me, I regret it all. Though if he was still alive, I'd probably still be doing it." He was so ashamed of himself.