"My life is screwed up. Your head is screwed up and this whole flipping town is about as normal as the brithmark on my freaking ass." The man looked at me, his eyes gental but hinting an old hardness as he shook his head, a smile ripening his lips.
"I'm your father, Eli. And as for the birth mark; I believe thats on your lower right hip."
Eliana - otherwise known as Molly - hadn't had an easy life and claustrophobia, bipolar and eating-disorder are just some of the scars that remind her.
But she doesn't complain.
All she wanted was a simple life with her adoptive parents and the occasional dose of excitment... But when a man follows her home from school claming to be her dad she knows that she has little chance of that ever happening.
The reality is, she just wasn't ment to be normal.
She wasn't ment for the world she lived in...
But she wasn't ready for its downfall either.