"You are putting words into my mouth. You always-- I never said that! I don't think you've ruined my life, I know I owe you. I know what you've done for me." He just wanted to be somewhere where he could be himself without the weight of all that guilt and the expectations he didn't want to fulfil heaped upon him.

"I've been happy with you." Damn, he just sounded like a petulant child. Sam wanted to be back up in his room with Harry in his arms. Or better, miles and miles away, in their place. Far away from everything here.

Bobby listened in on their conversation, trying to judge whether he needed to interfere. He looked at Harry though, giving a reluctant nod. "Matty was more of a dad for him in some ways. So it's messed up. Matty wants what's best for Sam, he just feels rejected. He ain't bad, he's just got a lot he wants to live up to."