[Wouldn't that be nice? For Vinnie to just disappear. The thought made Marie want to sob, and so he did.

He hated Vinnie for leaving. But no matter how much he wished he could forget him, that simply wasn't possible unless he'd never been a part of his life in the first place. Almost all of his memories involved the Venusaur. The scars on his face made him think of Vinnie. He had his flowers tattooed on his back. He was covered in visual reminders of the person he used to call his brother.

No matter how much hate he poured into him, he wasn't going anywhere. Marie shook his head, still covering his face with his hands.]

I can't.