A screeching cry disturbed my sickening nightmares. I rolled of the rock hard mattress and ambled towards the small room opposite mine.  As I entered  I spotted Emily trembling under the covers, the sight of her like this always makes me panic. " Em what's wrong" I whispered sitting on the edge of her bed. I want

I got my schedule and headed to my first class maths, ugh who puts maths as first period on a Monday morning. That's fucking torture. CIA should use this schools tactics on how to mentally torture poor helpless human beings. Monsters.  334, the grey numbers stood out on the oak door. I was hesitating to go inside not only because I've already made a statement and can't hide but also the fact that I hate people. I peered through the criss crossed window to see very one already seated; even worse. 

James entered my apartment with a balling Emily in arms, I prepared to take her but he only walked away from me before I could try. " give her to me " I asked as I locked the door and threw my keys on the coffee table.  "no" he whined, rolling my eyes, I left them in the living room both of them struggling whilst I we

I woke up to a firm grip on my waist, his warm breath tickled my ear causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. Damn it why's he doing this to me, slowly jiggling around I got out of his grip and ran to the bathroom. I gotta pee so bad I swear if he didn't let me go I would've peed right there.   I need a damn shower, who else wakes up in the morning sweating buckets, it's not just me. Dropping my clothes I took a 5 minute shower. Emily usually wakes up around this time. 

Dixie could tell I was in a bad mood, she handed me Em with a small smile.  I changed Emily and I into our nighties before sitting on the bed, she sat beside me mumbling weird words. Usually I would concentrate on her but today my mind isn't letting me.... He pissed me of and I let him. I didn't even do anything. Emil