“My God, Dexter, how did we end up here?”
[x] Dexter > 7.11 “Do you see what I see?”
I mean, he promised me everything. He was gonna take me to Disney World and Santa’s Holiday Adventure. Some little Christmas-themed shithole just outside of Miami. You know it? It’s the only place in Florida where you can see the snow. I was obsessed. Then we were gonna live in Argentina, on a farm, and have this picture-perfect life.
It was all I could think about. I longed for it. I needed it, and I knew that until I had it, I would never be satisfied. The craziest part is that somehow I had myself convinced that Wayne was the only one who could give it to me.
I had it in my head that he was the answer. That he was gonna fill the emptiness that I felt inside. So I didn’t care when he turned out to be the bad guy. I didn’t care if he shot somebody. I didn’t even care if I ended up in juvie. Not until later, anyway. It was worth it… just to hold on to the fantasy.
But I do still wish I had gotten to see the snow.
“This is what I need to… fill my emptiness.”
“Do what you gotta do.”