Madelyn sat staring at a blank white wall. She didn't know what to say. Only that she was pissed off. There were noises on the roof that caused her to glance up at the ceiling. Her blonde hair draped over her shoulders.

The front door flew open from behind her. She could hear footsteps getting closer to her. Finally she felt a warm breath tickle the back of her neck. " What are you doing up so late?"

She shifted positions in her hard wood chair. " Funny. I thought I'd ask you the same question."

" Oh… Maddy… Maddy… Maddy." He started. " Why do you wait up so late for me? I mean… all it seems to do is make you moody."

" You make me moody." She replied. The wall was beginning to look dull, but she refused to look at him.

He put his hands on her shoulders and gripped them tightly. " Is that right…"

She could hear his stupid henchmen in the background chuckling. She looked over at them. There was three idiots watching him prey upon her.

Finally he turned around and screamed. " Get out!" His scream caused her to nearly jump out of her chair.

The three guys rushed out of the room as fast as they could. The door shut behind them.

He began to pace the room behind her and she could feel the anger building up inside him. His hands were now on both of her knees and he bent down at eye level with her. " You wanna know something?"

Madelyn looked at him with a cold expression. " What?" She spat.

" I'm really starting to hate… that attitude of yours." He replied. " It just seems… to… serious."

She leaned forward, getting closer to him. " So carve my face into a smile like yours."

He laughed and wagged hi finger at her. " You are just too funny. And you do love to try my patients, don't you?"

" What patients?" She asked.

He grinned at her. " You really do have death wish tonight."

She rolled her eyes. " Yes please. Just grant me my wish and kill me now."

He stepped in front of her and ripped a necklace off her neck. " And why do you wear these stupid things?"

" It's called jewelry." She snapped.

" Whatever." He whispered. He walked over to the sofa and plopped down on it. He rubbed his eyes. " Why don't you go to bed?"

" Why should I?" She asked.

He sat up and looked at her. " Because I said so. Now get upstairs and go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow you'll actually be in a better mood."

She stood up and headed to the stair case. " Oh bite me."

He shut his mouth quickly, making a biting noise.

Okay so I'm a little nervous on how this story is going to go with everyone. I hope that everyone enjoys it. )