This Chapter is very elusive; one moment she'll be there, then the next, she'll disappear. She is very good at doing so.
The first time he met you was long ago, for a brief moment, you were around, but then he would not see you much, if anything you were hidden in the background. But you were around, and that's what mattered.
Because one day, you came forth onto the light, where you could be seen. One day, you were there and commented on that perfect, pretty white bottle of his with my markings on it.
That was the moment I started paying attention; perhaps there was something else hidden in the background of your self. And as always, curiosity got the best of us. I pushed him to get to know you better. I wanted to see what you were made of.
A simple "Jerk!" with a "Bitch!" slowly turned two strangers into friends; sooner than later, it was time for the test. I felt you were ready, he felt you were ready.
You seemed unique and interesting to me; I could sense something very appealing in you, but could not put my finger around it. What was it? How could I learn it? How could I peel the layers off and see what's hidden underneath? Must I do it first?
So he did. He opened up to you, and look at where we are. You told him he needed me as much as I needed him, perhaps you were right about that this whole time.
But why, then, do I feel like you would choose him over me, was it because there was lack of questions at first? Was it because he painted me as the bad guy?
I have yet to further explore your dark corners, for you put up a strong defense.
But you were patient, so I owe you the same courtesy. I will wait.
You helped him better understand me, or at least, look at me from a different perspective.
That alone intrigued me, Jerk. I would like you to know that, on top of the fact that you helped us get back to writing, for that is something I had missed quite a lot.
And no, we still do not think you are strange and possibly crazy.
I only wish I had more time to speak with you as he does.