Hi, I just realized that I have acquired an addiction to writing this story. I am sooooo sorry about how long it took for this chapter! It's exam time for me, so I've been busy with school. This might not be my best chapter because of how preoccupied I am, plus I'm trying to fit background information into it. Oh, and did I mention my massive case of writers block? This Chapter is from Sweet Tooth's point of view. He's thinking about his childhood, trying to figure out where he went wrong. I'm using the song "Field of Innocence", but I'm using the one that I have off of the album Origin. This is just what I believe ST's past would be like, please don't get mad at me! This time ST's point of view is just normal text.

Where did I go wrong? When did I stoop so low as to hurt the girl I love so much? How far back do I have to dig, how much do I have to remember?

I still remember the world,

I remember how I never knew my real father, but my mother was one of the kindest people I've ever met. How one day she got a boyfriend that she really loved, and if she was happy then I was happy. I was only 6.

From the eyes of a child.

I remember how in love they were, how he would bring her little surprises. How he played with me and helped me with my homework. For awhile, I thought that he must be the nicest man on the planet.

Slowly those feelings,

But slowly things got darker. He would drink to much and yell, then he would grab her so hard that he left bruises. Then everything really went to hell. The beatings, the shouting, and how after awhile, hurting her wasn't enough. He had to turn to me as well.

Were clouded by what I know now.

I remember trying to hide the bruises at school, how the teachers would see and do nothing about it. That is when I finally learned the true nature of the world, that it was hard, cold, and cruel. How when he finally cracked and beat my mother to death, the police did nothing, he got off with a slap on the hand because he had connections. That bastard destroyed everything I cared about. How could I become what I had hated the most?

Where has my heart gone,

How could I have become him? I tried my hardest to be nothing like him! When he would hit me, he always said that I needed to wake up from my little fantasy world, that I needed to grow up. I guess that when I met Candy I thought I could be myself, so I went right back to my fantasy world. I became Sweet Tooth, my own childhood fantasy, twisted almost beyond recognition. Now I wake up, but only after I've hurt the only person I love.

An uneven trade for the real world.

God, why can't things be like they were before he showed up? This never would have happened! I never would have became Sweet Tooth and she never would have became Candy! All of the bad things that have happened to her because of me would never have happened.

I want to go back to,

Why can't I still believe like a child? Life was good when I could be anything if I worked hard. Well, I guess in it's own twisted way, I did become something with hard work, just not anything I wanted to be as a child. Why can't I be young again?

Believing in everything,

Why did I have to wake up? Why did the real world have to come and slap me in the face? I was so stupid to hide from reality in my new persona, Sweet Tooth. Why do I have to learn this now? I wish I had never become him, why did I? Why can't I just be naive?

Believing in everything and knowing nothing at all

Everything was so perfect before this. I was successful, happy. I had it all. I had a job I loved, a wonderful girlfriend, money, and of course, power.

I still remember the sun

I loved my life, I still remember the feeling of love, though it's a vague memory now. It was one of the greatest feelings I've ever experienced, at least I think so. I don't think I was ever sad or angry.

Always warm on my back,

But now that I look back on it, I guess my life wasn't really so perfect. I can now see the underlying darkness, the hatred and frustration bottled up for so long. It was like there was a ticking time bomb inside of me. I guess that it all had to come out someday.

Somehow it seems colder now.

Why did I do this? Why wasn't success and everything else enough for me? Why am I so selfish?! Why did I have to throw away everything, lose it all? I lost my humanity.

Where has my heart gone?

Maybe I can find it again. This girl that I just knocked out, maybe she can help me find it again. I don't think she'll be willing to forgive me. All I know is that she's changed, and so have I, but I still love her.

Trapped in the eyes of a stranger.

Why did I have to throw that all away? I sound like a broken record thinking all of this. I'm so stupid.

I want to go back to,

I wish I could get her to believe me. I have changed, if only a little. I mean, come on! How can you fall into a vat of boiling hot chocolate and not change!? At least now I can see how twisted I've become. How can I prove to her that I want it to go back to how it was? Back when we were still innocent.

Believing in everything.

Why does she have this power over me? It is almost as if she's the puppeteer and I'm the puppet. She has more control over me than she know, she has my heart in her hands. Why else would I keep coming back?

Where has my heart gone?

My life seems a little like a soap opera right now. Just second guessing my self, ha! How pathetic. Why can't I just grow up, stop being a selfish child.

An uneven trade for the real world.

That's how I see it, an uneven trade. We always teach children to be fair, and then what? They grow up and find out that in real life, there isn't anything that is fair. We lie to them and then think that they are stupid for being so naive. We are the ones that ruin childhood. Oh how I long to be a child again.

I want to go back to,

That must sound weird. I hate that we lie to children, but I want to be one. I guess I just want to be lied to, kept safe from harsh reality. Maybe that's why I became who I am, to hide from the real world. I just wish I could be innocent again.

Believing in everything.

I'm so strange, I hate my childhood, but I would give anything to be a child again. Sometimes even I don't understand myself.

Where has my heart gone?

The girl I see laying in her bed is not the girl I have seen before. She has changed more than I ever could have guessed, she saved herself, But she still has control over me.

Trapped in the eyes of a stranger.

She became innocent again. That in itself makes me love her more, which only increases her power. I wish I could do what she has done.

I want to go back to,

I don't think anyone could ever fully grasp my childhood, or my life for that matter. I'm just abnormal to the point of freakishness. Maybe that's why I long to be a child again, back when I could have been considered normal.

Believing in everything.

Why must all of this come back to haunt me now? Why couldn't it have stayed buried.

I still remember.

What have I done?

I'm sorry if that really sucked. I have been studying my butt of and never really got to write. Then, of course, when I got to write I could never think of anything good. Oh well. I got through this and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out! :-)