"It's what I'm here for, isn't it?" Alec went and sat on the bench Andy had created, his fingers wrapping around the edge and holding so tightly his knuckles were white.
When he realized what he was doing, he forced himself to take a breath and release his grip. This wasn't him. Whoever this was, it wasn't him, and he hated it. He hated being tongue-tied and finally he just blurted out what he'd been thinking for days. "I hate you. You make me stupid."