Come back to me beautiful...

I brought pain, I brought hate, I carried my past on my back....and it made me a monster. Yet, he can still hold me and want me back. I feel alive here, I don't feel the heat rushing in my body. I feel, if anything, at piece.

Damien....

His voice was faint as I said his name. I couldn't make out any words, just his voice and his embrace. I felt him pull away slightly and I could feel my body shoot up from the bed to grab him. He looked into my eyes and I looked back into his. My hand released his arm and I looked down at his arm. Everything I said, did, everything Zak hit me with and every cut he gave me ran in my head.

Zak.

I looked back up to Damien with a blank look. The fury in his eyes made my blood run cold.

Zak did this to you?

I looked down at the bed then over my bandaged body.

He said you wouldn't help. You helped....You...

My voice had every trace of confusion in it. He was off the bed now as I laid in barley anything but sheets. His hands were clutched together. He was angry, was it at Zak? I sat up a little more and got on my knees while sitting up on the bed.

Mandii you should lay down.

I gabbed Damien's hand and it released grip. My other hand went to the side of his face and slid down to his chest. My lips pressed to his and I felt both his hands around me. It was a moment of sanctuary, peace at last. I pulled away before looking down at the sheets stained with blood.

I'm sorry....

I looked back up at Damien. His eyes were less angry, his touch against my skin was heavenly, was this what being a human before I changed? I could hardly remember a feeling like this.