It's been hours since the sun had set. Why can I not sleep? I grip the sheets. What's wrong with me? It should not be this way for me. I should be exhausted. I am mentally exhausted. My physical body is torn to shreds. It will take a long time to get myself fixed. I pull the sheets up.

Goodfellow, shut your eyes. It's not that hard. It feels like it shouldn't be this hard. Scratch that, actually, it shouldn't be this hard to go to sleep. I fought the world. If anything, sleeping should be the easiest. I destroyed the eye. I lie back up to the celling. I feel my chest. I wince as my hand moves around it. 

I can still hear my brother's cries. I can still hear them yelling at me. Why do I dwell on it? Why should I dwell on it? Maybe... I slightly feel sadness for destroying them. Hades, Zeus, and Poseidon were the only family I had ever known. We were brothers. Despite us being monsters. We were supposed to be together through the inns and out.

But they left me. I'll still never understand where they went. or why they went. I suppose I guess after all this I deserved some answers. I should have been given the answers after all that. I thought they would tell me after I had reawakened old Robin Goodfellow, but they didn't. They didn't tell me and part of me wishes they would've. I wanted answers and I guess I still desire it.

"You should rest Goodfellow." Grimalkin creeps in through the window.

"Well, you can't win every time." I say.

I wince as I sit up.

"You should reserve your strength." Grimalkin says.

"Me? I have plenty of strength." I say.

Grimalkin pounces on my bed.

"Aw... cat needs a catnap?" I ask.

"It is good that you're joking Goodfellow." Grimalkin says lying on my bed.

"Yeah... it is." I lie back into my bed.