They say life is a beauty embrace the beauty with perfection. My name is Kayla this is my story; you can call it a disaster, but this is how dark and dangerous life gets when you embrace it with imperfection! --------------------------------------------------------- The man who is holding me tightened his grip on my wrist, I hate it; I hate his touch it is bringing back my dark memories it started to cloud my mind yet I somehow try to escape it, and I bite the man's hand hard. He released me from his hold and slapped me" you little bitch!" The man yelled at me, when I tried to run away another two men caught me and pushed me to him,"oh you gonna regret it bitch" he whispered into my ears; I shuddered. Then suddenly his grip on my wrist loosened, and the two men with him started to back off. The man who was holding me started to shake his eyes held fear, and he was looking at something behind me," Vic...Victor!" the man shuttered. I slowly turned my head, there he stood at 6'4 his hands folded across his chest leaning against the wall of the back door of vault."Hello Ben! having a party huh?" he asked with his face holding no emotion. Then there was an eerie silence even my whimpers stopped I couldn't take my eyes off him.