he had n't wanted to watch-hell , he 'd wanted to march up to them and make his presence known-but some sick need had kept him rooted to his spot , staring on helplessly as that a**hole leaned in to kiss his gabby . you 'd think that every single person who called was his best friend in the whole world . as before , he had lost the sense of eves presence , but this no longer bothered him , instead he ran across the grass to the statue . 