Disclaimer: If I owned Shutterbox, I would have had Dane killed off a long time ago. He's still kicking. You do the math.

Written during the middle of the second volume.

I Don't Hate You

They all think I hate him. Damien, I mean. But I don't. I really don't.

Just because a barrage of insults regarding him are constantly streaming out of my mouth does not mean I hate him.

Truth be told, he's the only one I do have. It may appear to the common observer that I surround myself with companions, and they would be correct. But that's all they are - companions. Those people are not my friends, not will they ever be. I've learned the hard way not to let anyone get too close. It can only end in heartbreak and betrayal.

And that's why I only have him. He was there since the beginning, before everything we have suffered though up to this point began. He's the only one who's always been there for me, through all the hard times. He was there for me when I was sick, when I was down, when I had a problem. He never turned me away in my time of need, and for that. at the very least, I am grateful.

I just hope he knows that.

So, Damien, if you ever read this, I don't hare you. Not in the slightest. I just wanted you to know.

I don't hate you.