"You not being wrong, does not answer my question. But, being that you have magic hands, I'll just forget it. So goodnight." I said and turned on my heals.

"I'm Brian, by the way." He called out.
"I think she knows dude. Since your the one with magic hands." I heard Matt answer him.

As I walked away, I could feel eyes upon my back. It fucking scared me. I didn't like people, even if they were my favorite band. I couldn't give the chance of getting close....
Being in thought, I tripped over my own feet, and fell over the couch... Fuckkkkkkk.......
Clumsiness and paranoia were the main men In my life. After inspecting my foot, I got up and walked toward the kitchen. I was starving. I needed chocolate or icecream or something to take away my emptiness.
As I opened the freezer, I cringed when as the cold air hit my face. The cold....

*flashback*
"Daddy, no.!!!!"
" shut the hell up, Mortumina. You have to do this. Be a good little demon. Daddy will give you a treat."
"No..!!!" I screamed while kicking and slapping at him. Being that I was only 12, I couldn't do much.
"It's not going to hurt this time."
"No..!!!" As I screamed this, he banged my head against the cold table.

I just laid there and whimpered while the tears streamed down my face. Feeling him run his hands down my arms, sides then to my.......

*end of flashback*

I slammed the freezer door shut. "You can't hurt me anymore." I screamed very low.

I decided not to get food or anything. I needed a bed. On my way down the hall, I stopped at the air control panel and turned it up to 80.
He wasn't getting into my dreams tonight.

I clung to the heat like it was my lifeline.....

Notes

It freaks me out, how I can image these horrible scenes in my head.... I promise I'm not crazy....
Xoxo, BeAutifulDisaSter