Page 101 of Fight or Flight
“It’s actually antisocial personality disorder, but yes.”
“Huh?” I blink at him like an owl as my brain does that record scratch thing again. “You weren’t joking?”
He takes the joint from me and finishes it. “Why would I joke about that?”
“Because that’s usually something people say when they’re joking.”
“I wasn’t joking.”
“So, this is a real thing? Like a doctor or whatever diagnosed you?”
He nods and leans back on his hands.
“Jesus.” I shake my head. “Wait, is Jax like you too?”
He nods again.
“That makes so much sense. What about Killian? Or is he just an asshole?”
He laughs. “Killer’s just an asshole.”
“So you don’t feel things? Like at all?”
“Not really. I consider myself a sort of upgraded NPC. I don’t feel much except anger and apathy.”
“What about happiness?”
He shakes his head.
“Love?”
He shakes his head again.
“Fear?”
“Nope.”
“But I’ve seen you laugh and smile. How can you do that if you don’t ever feel happy?”
“Because amusement and happiness aren’t the same thing. Neither is humor. I sometimes feel something that might be the closest thing to happiness that Icanfeel, but it doesn’t happen often.”
“I can’t wrap my head around that. What about sadness or grief?”
He shakes his head again.
“But you feel anger?”
He nods again.
“But aren’t people like you usually violent and unpredictable? You’re like the most calculated and deliberate person I’ve ever met. Even when you lose your shit and go crazy, you’re still in total control and doing it because you want to, not because you’ve actually snapped.”
“You picked up on that?” He grins. “You’re the only person outside of my family who ever has.”
“It wasn’t hard. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to avoid you, which means I’ve spent a lot of time observing you and learning stuff about you against my will.”
He laughs. “Fair enough. But to answer your question, people like us usually are, but Jax and me are different.”
“How?”
