• She dug her hands into the bottom of the bag an angry, thouroughly annoyed growl emitting frim her throat. Giving up she stepped back and gave the box a good kick. Of course that only made her even angrier now her foot throbbed furiously. She pulled at her hair swiping the sweat matted strands away from her neck and forehead, pulling it up and sticking a random chopstick holding it in place. Sweaty and moody she stalked into the clean bathroom turning the water on she slammed down a towel and her shampoo and conditioner near the walk-in shower. How utterly annoying, her head throbbed and the room swiveled curiously. "Curiouser and curiouser." she quoted darkly sitting on the countertop closing her eyes. She watched the moon flow through the window creating a silvery cast among everything. Switching the light on the walls activated connected to her mind. An angelic face flashed across the screens smiling beautifully. Her heart throbbed and the room spun again. Gritting her teeth she stood up swaying in a non-existent breeze.
    God what was wrong with her? She was doing things way out of order nowadays. Walking into a room turning her music on then the light. Her heart fluttered angrily as the walls pulsed different colors reading her moods but all to confused. How psychotic. The walls finally stopped at that wonderfully haunting face again and she stared a faint smile gracing her pink lips she sighed

    Silence was so freaking loud. She scoffed at her oxymoronic phrase. She hated the quiet almost as muc has she hated...her thoughts trailed off revealing a curly handsome man his eyes a bright, vigilant blue that shone in the silvery moonlight beneath the stars. A man who flashed a smile that stopped her heart and kept her twitterpatted to the point she would stare off into space imagining this man. Her eyes narrowed as she slammed down a glass. It shattered in her hand, her skin torn and bleeding profusely she watched it as the wall blinked focusing on the but something sprayed her once she watched the cuts disappear all at once the blood confusedly from absolutely no-where now.

    Stripping down she stepped into the spacey shower beneath the hot rain cascading around her in tiny droplets. Listening to the pitter patter around her she stuck her hand out of the shower pressing a button on the keypad. The lights dimmed and Avenged Sevenfold burst through the hidden speakers. She leaned against the wall showing images of her thoughts and the man appeared. In all his glory, this time his arms dotted with tattos, and he was sitting on a unnamed motorcylce a non-chalancy thing going for him.

    He grinned at her through the wall before she twitched her finger and it went blank before displaying a swirl of color. The hot water didnt like to be ignored. She stepped forward pulling the chopstick out her curly hair tickling her shoulders. Water seeped into her dark hair as she lathered it with her favorite shampoo. Her hand twitched changing it to a music video where she twitched again an annoyed look crossing her features. Rinsing off the foam she watched it gather near the drain a blank look sticking to her features like an adhesive. The walls read her mind showing a name on the screen in a pretty scrawl. She stared at it blind for a few minutes before thoughts of that name came flooding back.
    A man, no a mere boy who looked older then he was stepped forward flashing her an intense glare. His hands deep in his pockets he kicked a rock, she grinned flashing him her elongated teeth. "Tough guy hmm?" she whispered seductively he pulled back instantly and she rolled her eyes. Pushing him away she shook her head "No, not you. Your too...headstrong. Way to stubborn for me to handle." she murmured cocking her head to the side her face the pure expression of thoughtful. She stepped forward into the light where the light shone on her. The boy gasped, why she was no older then he! Taken aback the boy stumbled back lightly a sly smile gracing his strangely angelic features. He stepped forward towards her hypnotized, he leaned forward gently pressing soft lips to hers. Her heart stopped beating all together her breath caught in her throat as she leahned into him wrapping her arms around him tightly. His arms settled at her waist. This picture disapears showing them taller wiser and older walking down the same street holding hands.








    A elegant older man shows up yelling at her furiously he strikes the boy who strikes back harder. She cries out holding onto the handsome boy by his waist. He turns his eyes flashing until the pause on her young face he calms instantly turning to hold her closer. The man stands up wobbling he stumbles forward his lip bleeding. A faint craving overtakes the girl she leans forward slightly entranced completely until the boys lips cover hers. Surprised the man leans away glaring at the pair. He pulls out a phone and dials a sudden procession of numbers. The passionate young couple pull apart staring at each other the man grabs the girl by the arm and pulls her roughly away from his comforting grasp she cries holding her arms outstretched to him. He suddenly almost bounds forward before a car flashing blue and red pulls up and grabs the struggling boy they begin hauling him back needing two for the muscular adolscent tears streaming angrily down her cheeks she pulls forward almost able to get closer. He cries out frustrated “I love you!” he cries flailing his arms. She stares at him suddenly not moving the man scoffs muttering something unheard from the blood pulsing through her ears. “ I love you!” she yells back defiantly before the man claps his hand over her mouth.

    The picture fades out the girl crying on her mothers shoulder as the mom glares at the man, obviously the father. It flashes to a courtroom where the boy from before is, the girl is in the back heavily disguised watching breathlessly as her cold father recalls the night dramatizing every bit. He claims the boy raped his daughter and fought him. She shakes her head, this was his courtroom! Of course they would listen heartily to him! They wouldn’t dare listen to the boy account for the girl and him being in a romantic involvement, they wouldn’t listen to him plead that they were merely holding hands and kissing tenderly. He recalls his events but nobody dare listens. She almost cries out, almost. The picture fades making the present day girl dizzy. It shows her walking slowly into the jail-block. She hands the guard a wad of cash. He raises an eyebrow glancing around before nodding and leading her to a jail cell greedily counting the money. She nods at him once when they arrive and he stiffens walking away slipping the money into his pocket.

    She leans her slender body against the bars as the boy walks forward his eyes so gaunt. Once he takes her appearance in he brightens taking her hands from behind the bars leaning forward, the bars letting enough for them to kiss once. Everyone in the block wolf-whistles quietly smirking at the young couple. They are all friends with the boy. They talk complete nonsense before her phone rings. Reluctantly pressing the on button she relays the phone to her ear and listens to her fathers booming, demanding voice. The boys eyes narrow squeezing her hand. She shakes her head talking back angrily then pressing the off button she shuts down the whole phone. She kisses his lips once more squeezes his hand then extremely reluctantly walks off never taking her eyes off him.

    She came back to the present her mind reeling. The screen closing in on only his young features. She turned to the wall tracing his face lightly with her finger. She lay her hand on the side of his face, and the screen went blank the computer finally realizing what pain this picture caused and displayed a smiley face. She sighed and turned wrapping a giant soft towel around her annoyingly sultry body. She stepped out of the shower twitching her hand and the musc left her in silence. She huffed quietly walking down the long hallway where the wall displayed a playlist she nodded her head motioning with her hand where hushed music began to play.

    She sighed stepping into a big room she began to dress an exhausting feeling crossing her. The walls got louder as the music progressed into upbeat happy tunes. She dressed in a pair of pajama's and a tank top stepping into her slippers she walked forward to a bed that stretched a good thirty feet dressed in rich silks all black or green she plumped up a pillow and lay down beneath the silky blanket where she fell into a comfortable sleep.