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"This what deserve, this what I deserve," is all what Warren thought as Karen, no Bryony the woman who faked being married to him did test, treating him like shit. He knew that he deserves better deep down. But, that thought was buried by his guilt for everything that that he had done wrong in his life. He continued to watch all the needles going into his skin; his very pale skin with too many scars from the process of the kontinue process and his memory of his childhood- oh god his childhood.
He remembered that remember walking on eggshells afraid of upset his dad and getting a beatings from his Dad. He remembered crying to his Mom and he saying that he would be ok, that his Dad is just like that this is a normal thing to happen. He remembered that he just wanting to leave the house and never coming back to this house to this town that caused to so much hurt. When his dad got arrested, he remembered opening the door and the police officer standing in front of the door asking for his Dad.
He remembered how his dad tried to resist being a arrested and how his Dad called him a disgrace, a bitch no would remember and a mistake he wished his Mother aborted. He remembered how mad his Mom was annoyed for not lying for his Father, that this would ruin their reputation in the town they lived in. He could feel his Mom's disappointment up until he death, then he runaway like a bitch just like his Dad said he would from the everything, the town, his family, leaving his younger sister to deal with there asshole Dad.
He knew she hated him and that hate was deserved. He left her, just another reason to let Bryony to stab him with her needles walking and putting him into from hypersleep, he secretly hope that he never woke up again. He was never religious but he hoped that he would be burning in hell and being torture in it.