(V's POV)

I just sit in the chair next to my sisters bed, waiting for her to recover and become the sister I used to know. I eventually fall into a deep sleep, but I wake up to a gruesome pain in my shin and my sister screaming. She somehow got a knife and cut my, my cut is about 4 inches deep. I look at her, her long bleach blonde hair is in a messy French braid, her eyes are wide open and blood shot. She has sweet running down her face, and she is screaming "RUN DADDY, GET OUT OF THERE" over, and over, and over again.

"Get out of here before she hurts u again," Zane tells me as he pulls me away. I try to move as fast as possible but I can barely walk from the cut.

(Zane and V)

"What is going on, how long has this been happening, will she be ok," I ask franticly shacking Zane, wanting to know so bad what the h**l is going on.

"She is having one of those attack things, it's been going on for four hours now, Rose will be ok, u just need to give her some time."

Zane holds me protectively while petting my head. I feel like such an idiot crying in front of him, and showing how weak I can be. I wonder if she will ever get any better or if she will be crazy like this for the rest of her life, and that's going to be a while since she is only 13.

I hear footsteps behind me and someone put their hand on my shoulder. It is Graham, Zane's dad, he came to see how I was doing.

(Graham, V, and Zane)

"Hey V, I heard what happened."

"Yeah it's something you don't hear every day that's for sure." Zane stills holds me, and I see his father roll his eyes at us. He never has been very fond of us being together.

"I'm gonna take her home, I don't know when I will be back, so I will see ya later pap's."

"All right son."

(V)

Zane takes me home and lies with me on my bed. He holds me and waits till he thinks I'm asleep, kisses me on the forehead then leaves. I wish he wouldn't leave me and stay here.

(Later the next morning)

I wake up and sit in bed and look to my side, and see a big vase of red roses, and one white in the middle, and I can smell its horrid fumes.