Going straight back into my story today.
For some time after Fritz was killed, I became withdrawn and bitter. I was not allowed out of the padded room, and I ate very little. Most of my time was spent curled up in the corner or pounding on the door. After I calmed down, I was put in another room- unpadded, but still a blistering white. They made several attempts to drug me and to erase my memories, but Lorraine counteracted all of these and brought me my savior.
They always say good things come in small packages, and never has this been more true for me than with Jack. He is significantly shorter and thinner than me, and yet he could bring me to my knees easily. He saved me from myself and made me whole again, healing my heart after what happened with Fritz. It was because of him that I was eventually released from my prison, and because of him that I'm still alive today.
He's a Light Omega, and so all of his powers are light-based. While he can perform some offensive maneuvers, he's mostly based in healing and defense. That's fine by me. I've got enough attack for three people. Where Lorraine and I are opposites, Jack and I are moderately similar. We have differences, of course, but it isn't quite the extreme it is with Lorraine. I appreciate this, and I feel like it makes us more compatible.
He's a brilliant artist and a very warm, caring person. He was one of my very first followers, and the only one I really liked in particular. He has always been generous while I was selfish and humble while I was arrogant, and is always ready to console or help me if something happens. I don't think I'll ever understand why he likes me so much, but I'm not complaining.
I realize this entry is short, but so much of our relationship is based on emotion, which I feel I wouldn't be doing justice by breaking it down into words and trying to analyze and explain it.
Until next we meet.
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