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A.N. So I gave up on this story, cause i fail to finish most of my stories. But yesterday and today my email exploded from comments and I feel encouraged to write more for you. And so here's to you dear reader (:

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Darling's P.O.V.

I got away from him. And thank goodness today is Friday and I have the weekend to relax alone. However as I ran down the hall for the exit, a group of people started to laugh at me, whatever reason it was I didn't care. They can laugh, but they don't know me. No one does.. The bus ride was silent, hardly anyone was on my bus. Bursting through the front door of my home was wonderful. The house is quiet and warm with a strong hint of vanilla to make any time here delectable. Here, I can be me, where my parents love me as I am and never press how my social life is. I perhaps will miss Ruth in a sense. My naive part of my brain yearns to be in Love. Yet, the other half is reserved and seeks isolation. Two enemies ready to clash at any moment. Putting my things in my neat and empty room, I travel through my beloved parent's bedroom towards the back deck. Here I will soak up the sun and read a bit, basically drown in myself. I hope he has a good weekend, something murmured in my heart.