Decker looked shocked. He really still had feelings for Blake, he was crushed when they broke up. "Oh yeah sure," he muttered, "Decker doesn't have feelings, Decker is evil, Decker never cared for any girl, Decker never tried at making any relashionsip work. I damn well have!" He really, really liked her. He looked at the necklace, and saw a small tear drop fall on it. He let out a chocked sob. "I don't need her, right? There's somebody else out there for me, right?" He shook his head and breathed deeply. He went to the kitchen, power walking. When he did that, it meant he didn't want to be disturbed. He grabbed a beer, and looked at Blake out of the corner of his his eye, and sniffled.