It's been two days since I've been at Wayne Manor. I've learned a little bit more when it came to fighting since I worked out with him. I got to see my family for a while, that was nice, but I still don't feel right. Bruce is nice and sweet, but as much as I can be good like I always have, I just don't like it. I can't find what I want. I mean I'm to torn apart! To twisted!
Rodolfo stopped by earlier to pick up some paper work from Bruce and I told him to get my bag with my clothes in it. I threw outside when no one was paying attention so he can get it. I already made plans so Dan can pick it up from without even making contact.
Night fell and I was by myself in my room to long. 'It's okay when I think a lot, but sometimes it's not good.' I paced the floor as I was putting on my clothes. 'I feel like a monster, I'm so tired of be self-contained, all because people can't handle IT!' I paced around some more my hands gradually going to my hand as I started holding it. 'I can't take it anymore. I'm going to go m-, I need to do something. I need to do something. I need to do something, I need to do something." I laughed to myself and cried a little, I put on my jacket. I took two deep breaths, as the weather outside started getting windy. 'Calm down, if you don't ground your energy the weather might get a little out of control,' I thought to myself how sometimes I get angry or sad it would get rainy and windy at times.
I took a deep breath, "Uhhh," I moaned in relaxation, "Francisco, baby, I need you," I whispered.
A/N: And I was just going to stop putting up the chapters...but I'm to nice. xD