"You are so precious to me Donnie, I can't lose you." I finally manage to get out. Donatello's stance softens; he steps forward and takes me in his ar...s. "I don’t want to lose you either. You are everything to me Aimee." he whispers. "I have missed you so much. Please don't ever do that again; I can't go that long without seeing you." I cry as tears start to fall again. “I felt like I lost a best friend only you’re more than that to me.”He rested his palm against my cheek, wiping my tears with. James is a good man. He fights the darkness within him, and never gives in.He is better man than you: kind and generous. You too are nothing alike outside your physical similarities."Chuckling Demus doused his lightsaber, showing his confidence as he removed his cloak tossing the piece of clothing aside."You are wrong Jedi. We are more alike than you think. You forget he taught me and raised me. I was not only his apprentice but also his son.He helped mold me into what I am. I am his killing. The latest party was no different as Victor had hastily grabbed both myself and Herman from the soda and snack table, dragging us back to his room, away from the adults who were simply lounging in the living room and patio where they enjoyed both gossip and politics. The night was still young, and Victor already had that red scowl on his face. He seemed extra prepared for this evening, already having a stash of tequila and wine from the party sitting on his computer desk in his room. Victor. I offered to let Manuelle use the larger room as his need of space to keep his books etc was more than mine. But he said he would prefer to have the smaller room and was soon busy unpacking his merger belongings in it. I unpacked my stuff in the master bedroom and flopped down on the broad bed and without meaning to, was soon sound asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to find that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying next to me with his arms around me and his whole slim body pressed.