Well, it's almost a week later, and Nathan's no different. I don't even know if that's good or bad. I don't seem to know much about anything at the moment. I mean, I don't want him to suffer; if he's just gonna be stuck as a human vegetable for the rest of his life, then, well...that's no way to live, it's not what he would want. But at the same time, I need him. I-I don't know who I am without him. I mean, I /know/ - I'm Peter Petrelli, former nurse, human sponge, family disappointment, the one who is supposed to save the world. But...it's like there's something /missing/, some part of me just isn't there. Even when I was in Ireland, and had no clue who I was, I never felt truly...whole. And the minute I remembered Nathan, it was like, "oh, so /that's/ why I feel that way." And then when I found him again, it was like everything was going to be okay again, 'cuz I had Nathan back. But now I'm back to square one. I don't even have Adam to keep me company any more, as much of a maniuplative bastard as he was. The cop was here for a day or so, but after Nathan didn't seem to be getting any better he went back to New York. My mother's here, took the first plane out to Odessa the minute she heard, but she's not much company either; she just keeps giving me alternating looks of incredulity that I'm not dead and glares like she thinks it's my fault that Nathan's in a coma. And maybe it is; like I said, I don't know much of anything these days.
"You tried to do the right thing. You always do. You trust that people are as good as you are. But if you see yourself as a monster, this guilt is just going to eat you up inside. Believe me, I know." That was one of the last things Nathan said to me. I'm trying not to feel guilty about it, like he said to, but...It's hard not to; if I hadn't been there, if I hadn't let Adam manipulate me into breaking us out of the facility, finding that woman, getting the address of the warehouse, opening the door...Then maybe things wouldn't have ended the way they did. And I'm not seeing myself as a monster, or at least, I'm trying not to, but the fact remains that I've almost killed two people with my bare hands, one who might have been a bad guy but wouldn't have deserved it, and the other who was a friend, just trying to do the right thing, save the world, just like what I thought I was doing. Instead I led the /real/ bad guy straight to the virus like a chump. It doesn't matter that I thought I was doing good, thought that I was helping; why the hell did I trust a guy I barely knew over people I'd saved the world with, why did it take my brother asking if we were on different sides to make me realize what was really going on?
At least in Ireland I had Caitlin. God, I miss her. She's okay now, I hope; the virus was destroyed, so I don't have to worry about her getting sick anymore, which is good. But...I can't /get/ to her. Believe me, I've tried. I've tried until I gave myself a headache, until my nose started to bleed with the strain, until I almost passed out because of the effort. But...no matter how hard I try, I can't do any more than go there for an instant, just long enough to open my eyes and see that I'm there before I'm forced back here. I'm...starting to forget bits and pieces of her, little things that you don't really notice until they're gone. Like the wasy she smiles, a secret smile that makes you feel like it's only for you and no one else, and so you feel a little jealous when she smiles at someone else even though you know you shouldn't. Like the way her eyes sparkle when she laughs, as if she found another meaning to a joke that you missed and she's just waiting for you to find it so you can laugh too. Like the way she teases you and you get so riled up about it and pretend to be all offended, but secretly you don't mind 'cuz the grin she gives you is just too cute to resist. I can't lose her too, I just /can't/; it'd be too much. What, am I not allowed to be happy? Did I do something wrong, something so bad that whatever greater power is out there just can't wait to take anything I really care about away from me?
This is what I really meant to share when I started typing; I'm not really sure what happened, I guess I just got carried away. Anyway, it's another one of those 9th Wonders comics, this time about Caitlin, or Cailtin and me if you really want to be technical. It's about how she helped me get control of Elle's ability, the electricity one. Again, I'm sure most of you have already seen it, I just ran across it on the internet again today, and it got me to thinking, and I figured I'd share it.
"You tried to do the right thing. You always do. You trust that people are as good as you are. But if you see yourself as a monster, this guilt is just going to eat you up inside. Believe me, I know." That was one of the last things Nathan said to me. I'm trying not to feel guilty about it, like he said to, but...It's hard not to; if I hadn't been there, if I hadn't let Adam manipulate me into breaking us out of the facility, finding that woman, getting the address of the warehouse, opening the door...Then maybe things wouldn't have ended the way they did. And I'm not seeing myself as a monster, or at least, I'm trying not to, but the fact remains that I've almost killed two people with my bare hands, one who might have been a bad guy but wouldn't have deserved it, and the other who was a friend, just trying to do the right thing, save the world, just like what I thought I was doing. Instead I led the /real/ bad guy straight to the virus like a chump. It doesn't matter that I thought I was doing good, thought that I was helping; why the hell did I trust a guy I barely knew over people I'd saved the world with, why did it take my brother asking if we were on different sides to make me realize what was really going on?
At least in Ireland I had Caitlin. God, I miss her. She's okay now, I hope; the virus was destroyed, so I don't have to worry about her getting sick anymore, which is good. But...I can't /get/ to her. Believe me, I've tried. I've tried until I gave myself a headache, until my nose started to bleed with the strain, until I almost passed out because of the effort. But...no matter how hard I try, I can't do any more than go there for an instant, just long enough to open my eyes and see that I'm there before I'm forced back here. I'm...starting to forget bits and pieces of her, little things that you don't really notice until they're gone. Like the wasy she smiles, a secret smile that makes you feel like it's only for you and no one else, and so you feel a little jealous when she smiles at someone else even though you know you shouldn't. Like the way her eyes sparkle when she laughs, as if she found another meaning to a joke that you missed and she's just waiting for you to find it so you can laugh too. Like the way she teases you and you get so riled up about it and pretend to be all offended, but secretly you don't mind 'cuz the grin she gives you is just too cute to resist. I can't lose her too, I just /can't/; it'd be too much. What, am I not allowed to be happy? Did I do something wrong, something so bad that whatever greater power is out there just can't wait to take anything I really care about away from me?
This is what I really meant to share when I started typing; I'm not really sure what happened, I guess I just got carried away. Anyway, it's another one of those 9th Wonders comics, this time about Caitlin, or Cailtin and me if you really want to be technical. It's about how she helped me get control of Elle's ability, the electricity one. Again, I'm sure most of you have already seen it, I just ran across it on the internet again today, and it got me to thinking, and I figured I'd share it.
