Ezra gently pushed her away and shook his head. She wasn't sensing his frustration. She wasn't understanding how hard this would be for him to do. He took a few steps back and kept his eyes glued to the floor. He didn't want to look at her, not now. His parents would be disappointed in him if they knew what he was doing. He pulled at the curls around his eyes and closed his eyes. This wasn't going to be easy and she would struggle, but she could always leave the situation. He was stuck inside of it. 

"Don't. Don't touch me like that and don't kiss me that way. I will do this, but I will not enjoy it. I will not be happy and I will not be thankful for your words. I will despise the time together because you're making me drag you to an early grave. You...you are selfish," he whispered walking pass her to where the sofa was.

She'd been too ashamed to even tell her mother where she really was. How would she ever be proud of his faith if she couldn't even be honest. "You should leave now. Call yourself a cab and say goodbye to who you were. If your lucky I'll be here tomorrow when you come around, but with how the world turns who knows," he wouldn't look at her when he spoke. 

He knew he was being rude and that he was hurting her with his words, but she was making him feel ashamed. He suddenly wasn't proud of his religion. It seemed to become like a project now or a game. How long can you survive before the whole world decides your fate. He'd heard talks about them putting gates up and forcing his people into small cramped housing. They could barley survive as is and they wanted to push them even farther down the ladder. She wouldn't suffer though. She would continue her life and he would slowly fade away. He couldn't help but think that she was stuck in a fairy tale. He was supposed to be her knight in shinning armor and she was the damsel in distress.

"I don't know what you want from me, but right now it seems like you want my life. If I die..." he didn't finish his sentence. His scars began to ache and he wished for something to take away his pain, both physical and mental. He had hoped it could be her, but now he wasn't so sure.