I stood in the pouring rain on the roof of the ward. It's not like I couldn't break the lock without much ease, and surprisingly the door wasn't alarmed. I guess they figured crazy people couldn't figure out how to get up to the roof
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Then again, there wasn't any fence that I couldn't leap over even at my weakest, such as I had been in Manhattan.
I had been coming every night, watching her as she made her jaunts up to the roof. I couldn't figure out why she was here. She looked fine. She looked great to me. She didn't looked rattled by the whole thing.
It must have been her parents. I was tempted to go to their homes and show her parents that vampires did exist, just so they would believe her, because they had to be the reason that she was in here.
Honestly, parents should never be parents unless they can pass a comprehensive test.
Then I heard her words, almost as if she had whispered them in my ear. There will never be a romeo.
I wanted to go up and be that for her, give her someone to talk to that knew that she wasn't crazy, but I was no romeo either. I was just a sap with a soul that really wanted to help her.
I felt terrible when she walked away and back inside. I decided to hang around under the moon in case she came back.
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The ride home was horrible, mom and dad weren't speaking to each other and I could tell they'd been fighting before they'd come to pick me up.
Something was going on and I didn't like it. But obviously I was too fragile for them to talk with me about it.
It was dark by the time we got home, mom walked around me like broken glass. I hated it, I didn't want to be this way, it's some stupid destiny and I didn't choose it.
Just like I didn't choose them for parents. They shipped me off, made me someone else's problem and didn't even deal with me themselves. I'm their daughter!
I started to hate them while I was in that place, and I have no idea when I'll be able to forgive either of them for betraying me like that. But I would. I knew I would. They were my parents.
I went straight to my room and opened the window, I missed looking at the stars. At least it wasn't raining.
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But how do you tell somebody that when they are forced into a place that they don't belong and to top it off, she was so young.
I followed them home, the sun making me warm, but not penetrating the shield of the faded out windows.
I lingered there for a while and saw her at the window. More then ever, I wanted to go over and touch her.
I stayed to make sure that she wasn't patrolling, with Lothos still out there, but I did want to, yearn to go home and get myself back into the shape that I had once been in.
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