After that day, filled with blood and giggles, the world began to look a little clearer and the fuzz that seemed to cover my eyes all time began to disappear and was replaced by faces I saw more of and souls I could look into.
He was smiling; big and goofy grin at me and me alone and no disapproving look no frown to be found.
But of course I had to smile back, making sure mine was as big and as goofy as his, challenging him to a smile off.
'Cool' and it was, to have someone's life in your hands like a small crystal you don't want to shatter, but knowing me just one touch and it's a goner.
Do I belong here?
No, does the devil belong in heaven, hell no.
But here I am, smiling like a child holding onto a man that used to look at me with a sneer and running away from who I am and who daddy wants me to be.
He's the doctor, lovely doctor who's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but still here he is smiling at me like a fool being the fool that I know he is.
Daddies wanting for me anger in his eyes, but I don't move one single toe, I stay smiling and here I shall stay forever and ever, as a hero or maybe a villain.