"I don't want to be your friend," Sam repeated because it just wasn't enough for him. It wouldn't help and he didn't seen any benefit to it. He just knew he couldn't do it and he didn't want it.

"I am angry at you and sad and lonely and stupid," he told her honestly. "I don't know what I want, Natalie, because everything is confused. Everything. I don't know what to do with you, my life just sucks right now, and I'm never gonna stop being hunted."

Maybe he'd just go evil like he always thought he would. "This is how it is for me right now."