She's Out Of Her Mind Blink-182 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I am not participating in your shenanigans. No way will I get involved in this mess. There has got to be another way out.” “Man! Who are you trying to convince you are a saint? “Alright! Let me show you how much of a bitch I can be—” She screams, throwing stuff around, removing some portraits and smashing them on the ground. She is out of control. He observes her, startled. “How can someone switch up so quickly?” “Don’t challenge me.” Wiping off the papers on the table with a palm. “Little girl you are asking for it.” “Don’t underestimate me.” Brushing her nose with a hand.

Though she is keeping her composure I know she hates this. “I, Lana Whitmore, of the Ohio Group, release my power to you, Ms. Sincere Rose Zyte. In front of all the Zytechions, Witches, and Warlocks alike, I pledge my allegiance to you.” She brings out her hand. I cut it just as I did the other. She winces. Maybe I went a little deeper. Maybe it was on purpose. “Oops,” I said quietly. She stares back at me. I smile. Her blood even appears to be stubborn as it takes forever for it to drop. I had to help it along, giving her wrist a little squeeze. Nothing any normal person couldn’t handle.

Y A S M E E N The guitar strums out as I feel everyone's gaze on me, the feeling has adrenaline rushing through me. I feel my heartbeat in my throat as I take in a deep breath and let it out, "You know that I'm a crazy bitch // I do what I want when I feel like it // All I wanna do is lose control. Oh, oh." The crowd's expression goes from shock to an instant energy boost as they cheer and bounce around to the music.

My body rocks back and forth as if I've got a limb, when the only thing that has snapped is my sanity. Walking bereft of shoes, laughing to lyself, rocking to my own tune, stopping and glancing over my shoulders before continuing on, singing to myself. Burn Burn Oh such lovely flames Orange and red, screams and wails. Maybe I'm a little out of touch with reality, maybe I'm crazy. But who says their not crazy?

Rai asked. “Shut up!” Cliff barked. At the sound of his voice, her fear returned. Inside, she felt like a child huddled into a dark corner as the boogie man slowly approached. Another person was driving the van as Cliff held her in place with vice-like strength. She could smell blood, but did not think it was hers. She forced herself to take a calming breath. She had to keep her senses sharp and her mind active. “Are you injured?” She asked, trying to sound concerned.

HAHAHAHA YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME HAHAH I CAN I CAN YOU CAN DO NOTHING BUT FOLLOW ME.HAHA There's something I can do, I'll find a way. HAHAHAHA..........

Kate had awoken to the sound of her brother leaving. She said nothing as she listened to him leave their hollow, his pawsteps quiet as he tried not to disturb her sleep. His pawsteps faded and Kate decided to get up but paused as the scent of Ami filled her nose. "Why hello sleepy head." Ami said her gold colored eyes glowing. "What do you want?" Kate asked ignoring the feelings she got if she stared to long into those golden eyes.

His fatigue was lathered thick in his tone but he did his best not to show her that. She blatantly ignored him, almost as if she could see right through him. Her eyes were set on her target with laser focus, dead set on me. They narrowed and her pouty lips curled into a snarl, "You," she seethed, "its all your fault." The guard caught her forcefully by the arm as she stumbled forward, nearly touching the silver bars. I guess he had no clue of her special talents of being immune to silver. He yanked her backward and snorted, "You're drunk," tightening his grip on her arm.

She ran. She bolts out of her house, jamming earbuds into her ears. Music pours out, sounding like the most beautiful noise she'd ever heard. She turned it up, shutting out the world around her and, she... just... let go. Of everything. She allowed the darkness she felt swallow her whole for a little while, but her music felt like it was flowing through her veins, calming her from head to toe. Blair was stopped on the middle of the empty road of LA, California. The bright light of the headlights of the black car, made her eyes hurt as she squinted them, putting both of her hands on her knees as she bent a little.

Her action was spot on. The moment her hand closed around the glass, she froze. The next minute, she deliberately loosened her grip and knocked the glass over. Water spilled all over Evelyn, and she snapped at once. "Damn it! How useless am I that I can't even manage to drink a glass of water!" She started hitting her legs hard, her face full of frustration and irritation. "Evelyn." I spoke suddenly, my voice eerily calm. Evelyn paused. "What's wrong?"