Crushed

[not_a_savage]

"Jack, I wish you had believed me. JL."

That was what the suicide note said. In the last moments of whatever he called a life, John Locke chose to write to me. I still don't understand why me of all people. I kept the note in my pocket for the longest time, not telling anyone what was on it, or that I'd even received it.

The truth is that I never

Comments

[powered_otaku]

It says you are a good man. That even if you did not believe him that you were kind enough to be there when no one else would.

[not_a_savage]

I don't know if it was kindness. I don't know what it was, but it felt wrong not to go.

[powered_otaku]

And you do not think that is kind?

[not_a_savage]

I don't. Doing something out of guilt isn't really kind, to me it seems like a way to satisfy yourself and get rid of the uncomfortable uneasy feelings.

[dr_julianna_cox]

You're a good guy, Jack.

[not_a_savage]

Thanks. It's just... not a position I ever thought I'd see myself in.