"How was your little nap, sleeping beauty?" Brendon appeared suddenly. I didn't answer. He started to walk toward me, and kneeled down to my level. I spat in his face, causing him to slap me. "Feisty one, I see. Well, we're going to have to fix that won't we?" He wiped my spit off of his cheek. How the fuck didn't I see this coming? And how am I not strong enough, yet I am at the same time? ~This is not a true story. I don't own any band member or song lyrics mentioned in this book.~