I look back at him, shaking my head before storming outside and sitting on the stairs of the porch. I hate it when my brothers always try to control me. I'm not a baby.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Elijah sighs and everything goes back to normal again before. Blinking a few times, I pinch the bridge of my nose and bring out a cigarette. I stand and head for the door, "I'll be back. Need some air."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I glance at her every so often, avoiding eye contact, and breathe in the high of my cigarette. Why does she keep staring at me? It's like I'm her next meal or something. Eli'd protect me... right?
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I look back down and play with the grass again, shaking my head of any feelings or emotions. Mama always said our emotions heighten. But does this really mean anything?
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I subconsciously move closer, not even realizing it until I'm a few feet from the porch and halfway done with my cigarette, "What do you want with me anyway?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I glance up at him, "It's just...I've been kept inside that house and on this property. I've never tasted human blood. Ever. I've never done any human things. I don't have any experience with humans. Your the first one I've ever seen or talked to."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!