"Jimmy set the whole thing up perfectly."
Rick froze, his breath hitched, time seemed to slow to a halt as he stood in the cubicle, covered in the still drying yellow paint.
Jimmy. He should have known, he should have. He thought - that maybe... Maybe people were beginning to see him.
Beginning to understand.
He'd tried so hard. Given everything he had to change, and he wasn't who he was before. He was good. He knew that.
He should have known they would never give him a chance.
It was his own fault.
His fault for trusting Jimmy, for trusting Jay and for coming back to this stupid dump.
He'd thought Jimmy had been his friend, someone trustworthy.
But then again, he'd thought that Emma cared for him too. No, he thought, bitterly, she only pitied him.
He was sick of pity. He didn't want pity, he wanted a chance to prove himself.
He could hear Jay and Spinner talking outside, but he was no longer focused on what they were saying, he'd heard enough.
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