Beautiful Monster
I am insane: Growing up my room was like a padded white room and I only had my memories. I like to sleep on cold surfaces and my hair doesn't agree with me. My name is Seraph and I put the W in weird.
You lock me up in a padded room
Chain me to the floor
Well, I'm headed for lobotomy
And I'm beggin' them for more
I was awake, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I was laying in a very odd position, my body laying on a very smooth surface and my back was killing me. I extended and flex my fingers on either side of myself, they were numb and cold. Groggy and sore, I decided to open my eyes and instantly closed them again.
As I was blinded by the brightness of the room I was in. Slowly adjusting my position and sitting up. I opened my eyes and let them adjust to the brightness of the light. I was in the bathroom and laying in the tub.
I let out a sigh.
The bathroom tub was a place, I often found myself in. I don't know why, I like sleeping in a tub. It was kind of a habit, since I was a kid. I remember taking pillows and blankets, and sleeping in a bathroom tub. It had continued and remained that way since now, and it will continue to remain that way. But some days and some weeks, I prefer a bed.
The past two weeks in the 'Willow' house were pretty amazing. I had explored the house thoroughly and had discovered, so many things. There was a Library three times the size of my old room in the house.
Who ever this Markus guy was, really loved to read. I also pretty much bossed the house elves around and I often freaked them out with my unusual behavior. I walked around at times in short shorts and a Bra. I remember the first day, I walked around in only that 'outfit'. Some of them looked at the floor and not dared look at me.
Some were shocked and gawked like I was insane. But I didn't really care. The Markus guy, said 'I could do what was of my choosing'. So I was doing what I wanted and I has half tempted to walk around with nothing on but that would give some poor elves, a heart attack. And we didn't want that, did we?
I also discovered, Fire Whiskey, I had found a liquor cabinet in the library. My discovery had lead me to do this often, for the past couple of days. Get drunk and then find myself passed out either on a floor or in the tub. It was kind of fun and yet I found it depressing. I often found myself drinking just to see, where else
I will find myself passed out. But the hangover's weren't really worth much anymore. Getting drunk by myself was starting to wear on me and make me feel more alone.
I was starting to not like it anymore.
I needed something-anything to make things more exciting here.
Getting out of the tub and rubbing my eyes once more. I decided to brush my teeth and brush my choppy styled hair. I was my own hairdresser and I deserve an award for one of the most 'chopped up and mangled hair style of the year' award. I rocked my own weird and mangled style of hair and prefer to wear less and almost nothing. I also slept in a fucking tub. I am in all honesty one of a weirder kind.
I decided it was time to eat and head for the kitchen.
When I was down the stairs and in the kitchen. I thought I heard something, like a thump on the floor. I simply ignored it and continued to my destination. I needed food in my stomach and then I would be able to comprehend the sounds around me. When I use to stay in my room at my fathers, I was near insane, no I think I still am insane but not nearly as much.
I grabbed a orange and peeled it. The kitchen had an island and I sat in a chair with my legs folded under me and stretched my body over the island table. I was in my bra and denim short shorts. The marble of the island was cold and made my stomach tingle.
I was nearly done the orange and ready to grab some milk after it. But milk became the last thing in my mind when I realized, I wasn't alone.
"Merlin." a voice whispered.
I snapped my neck up and there to my horror were three guys. A tall blonde gaping and two similar boys stood with wide shocked eyes. I dropped my half eaten orange and panicked.
I jumped up and the instant I did my head hit the hanging ceiling light above my head. The blow was enough to make me lose my balance and scream. I then fell right off the fucking island and landed right on my back. This probably looked funny to anyone passing by but when its you, it sucks. I coughed and quickly stood.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I screamed, angry.
I glared up at the boys in front of me.
"You have ten minutes to tell me why the fuck you are in my house." I said.
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