Fuck, why am I even still calling him that. Why am I even still calling myself Ten?
Fuck it. My name's Ginger. No, I don't have red hair. Fuck, I'm not even white. No, I don't know what my parents were thinking.
"Knight" is Leo. That's what I'm going to call him. Screw the code names.
Anyway, I'm Ginger. Or Ten. Whatever. This wasn't even the goddamn point.
I was such a jerk to Leo. He was a good guy. Just trying to help his brother, and I....just kept moving forward with thoughts of revenge. He would talk about saving King...Liam. About saving Liam. About what they would do when he was free. All the things they could do, the life they could live, when he was free.
And all I did was mope around being a total bitch because "rawr, penny needs to pay, rawr, have to kill penny, blah blah blah". I should've listened to him. Maybe, if I'd focused on protecting Liam, maybe if we'd just listened to Penny...maybe this could have been avoided.
I don't know. I guess it doesn't matter anymore.
What I'm trying to say, is, I'm sorry, Leo. I'm sorry, and we're going to rescue you, and we're going to kick Ace's ass, and we're going to put your brother out of his misery.
King's Knight to Queen Four.
