A/n: Hey, guys. That's my songpic for the Twins Exchange challenge.

Hope you'll like it :)

I've never been confronted with my own thoughts

They don't bother me when I'm alone

Can you come over save me because he won't sto?

Now get him off his fucking throne

Everything around me is black. Cold wind is hitting my thin body. My soul is dying. My world is crashing down.

Stop! Stop! Please, make him stop…

Loud screams are all I can hear around me. They are in my head, blowing, hurting, torturing. I'm the only one who hears them, ghosting around in this hollow place.

I can't understand. Why me? Why him?

I'm curling around myself, trying to warm my body, the body he made cold. Heartless. Mad.

Caution the floor's wet in here been crying

I don't know why he seems convinced I'm lying

I don't know what he's capable of doing

But he's hurting me

It hasn't been long. Not long enough for me to know.

I got myself caught inside a monsoon, a black hole, a thunder. Inside hell.

And he is Satan.

But no. No, it can't be true. He is not like that! He will never!

Like what?

I don't know anymore. All I know is that I'm being hurt, by the one I trusted.

It's not his fault I made him lose his temper

I should know better not to talk to loud

There's no one out there who could love me better

I'm not like you, you are too proud

It's me. I'm the problem. I'm a white skeleton in the living's world.

I should have known better. He is fragile, he is alone and hurt.

And I won't be the one hurting him back. He is my everything.

I love him, I need him.

He is the best I could possibly get.

But he's gone.

"Bellatrix?"

Caution the floor's wet in here been crying

I don't know why he seems convinced I'm lying

I don't know what he's capable of doing

But he's hurting me

It's his voice again, ringing in my ears. My bloodied hands ran over my face, in my hair, leaving a red trail of guilt behind. And I can't say a word back. My throat is clenched and I chock out.

I can hear him, above the screams and the moans of pain.

Stop! I don't want to hear this! I don't want to…

"Bellatrix!"

No, no, no it can't be, please, I can't be the one he hates. I can't. I need him.

I can hear his footsteps. Slow, smooth, almost not real.

My imagination. An illusion.

I can feel him entering my head. I'm entirely exposed; he can see my brain, my soul, my mind.

My head hits the wall behind me and I growl, turning my head away.

I bang the back of my head on the wall, over and over again.

Stop the voices! Stop!

But they won't stop, not even when I can smell my life dripping out of me

"I see," his silky voice is coming from above me. "I see…"

Don't leave me

Please, please don't. I don't want to stay alone again, in this dark cell. Not anymore.

All I did was to obey, all I wanted was you to be proud.

Please believe me

I'll be ok, just take me away, away from the screams, the blood, the hurt…

Baby there is

I can explain

I open my mouth, but he won't hear. He isn't there. I'm alone, surrounded by darkness, coldness. I'm surrounded by the END.

Please love me

Please need me.

Are you here? You came to save me? Save me from them? Save me from him?

Please, I love you. I need you. I need you to love me.

I need everything you can give me, just please, don't forget me. Not here! No!

But I can feel it now. The cold, rotten lips of it. And everything is over. Dead.

I've never been confronted with m own thoughts

They don't bother me when I'm alone

Can you come over save me because he won't stop

Now get him off his fucking throne.