Rule Two: Don't Let Them Comfort You

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"Please help it's worse now than ever! She won't even eat!" Dimly I hear the voice, but whoes voice is it? Who owns that voice? I go in and out. Who am I? Why am I croutching? Where am I? THe only thing I know is that daddy's yelling and it's a thunderstorm outside. Mommies making the carpet red and so am I. Why does daddy yell? Into blackness...

"Tempest? You there?" I shrink from the voice and shake my head, "wake up Tempy, you're okay." Hands pull me up from the blackness. Warming me, holding me, loving me back to myself again. My eyes open and I blink. I'm croutched on the floor, tears pouring down my face. Ever since I was five whenever I'd hear a thunderstorm I'd have a mental breakdown, just crouching and not eatting or talking and always crying without knowing it. Someone has always managed to pull me from it. ONly once when I had to go to the hospital because I hadn't eatten and they had to shove a tube down my throat. The death of my parents is something I can't forget.

"Tempest, wake up, wake up beautiful." Coos a nice voice. I smile up at the blurry image in front of me blinking at the tears. Warm hands whipped them away. 

Jay was always warm, in his voice, hands, soul... When I can see I grin up at his face, the grin falling and my mouth opening in horror. Backing away from him and hitting the wall. 

"N-n-n-" I whimper as his hand reaches out for me.

"THanks for your help now bye bye!" I watch as Ley pushes him out of the room and locking the door.  

"Hi baby glad you're back." I smile at her. Fey...my bestfriend...

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