I laid on the couch tossing and turning, I could not get comfortable. It was practically impossible. I would be up in my bed with Izac if he weren't like a star fish and hogging it. I can't blame him though, he has been out hunting the last couple of days and he looked so cute when he sleeps.

"Hey there Faith, you know if you're uncomfortable over there, there is always room in my –"Dean didn't even have to finish the sentence before I knew what he meant.

"Thanks but no thanks, I'm fine here. I don't want to be getting into bed with a pig." He looked amused but hurt at the same time.

"Fine then, suit yourself, your loss." He chuckled as he walked down the hall to his room.

"It's not my loss when I have a sexy boyfriend and his brother to choose from." I mumbled under my breath.

"Stuff this. I'm going for a walk." I thought to myself. I can't help but wonder where Phenex is. I called Phenex's mobile but I only got the voice mail.

"Hey its Phenex, you know what to do. Bye for now, and stay sexy." I giggled when I heard his voice mail.

"Hey its Faith, where are you? I want to, well, more like need to talk to you, please answer your phone. Bye." I replied, before sending my voicemail.

Afterwards I walked slowly down the road to the park I used to go to when I was a young girl before my parents died. I remember the time Robert pushed me on the swing.

"Higher daddy! Higher!" I screamed and giggled at the top of my lungs. I was so innocent back then, not understanding the way of the world and the reality of it.

"Come on daddy, push me high! I want to be like an angel or a bird, flying as high as the sky. I want to touch the clouds!"

"You're almost there Faithy, you're almost able to touch the sk,y just close your eyes and you'll be there!" He would smile and laugh at me. He used to tell me whenever I need to escape just think of myself as a bird or an angel flying away as high as the sky or even to heaven.

I remember one day in grade 1 the teacher asked me what I want to be when I grow up my answer was "Like an angel or a bird. I want to touch the clouds. I will be very special." It never meant anything back then but now it means anything and absolutely everything.

I sat on the swing just sitting there, letting my body slump down and crying. I missed my parents so much. It got harder and harder to live without them every day. There was a rustle in the trees. I turned around but there was nothing. I turned around again and as I did I heard the noise again. I turned around and there from nowhere were three guys with pocket knives and beers in their hands.

"Hey there pretty lady, you wanna have a great time?. The guy's voice was deep and intimidating. What looked to be the leader stepped towards me, I go off the swing and step back.

It felt I walked into someone. I turned around and there was one of the other guys behind me. There were four guys now and they were surrounding me saying "Hey wanna piece of this?" as they grabbed a hold of their balls.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and all of a sudden something inside be snapped, I could no longer put up with their shit. I turned around and punched one guy in the face causing him to fall to the ground, covering his now broken and bleeding nose.

I felt someone else's hand one me and I turned around. I twisted his arm around and I heard the bone crack. The noise echoed through the park as the noise was a sign of the bone shattering. The other two guys stepped back from me. They looked scared.

"Seriously, don't mess with me man, I'm not in the mood to put up with assholes any longer!" I growled through my teeth. The guys stepped back further and began running away.

I couldn't handle or comprehend what just happened, so I didn't see the guy with the knife before he stabbed me, running away soon after. I yelped in pain, clutching the wound before I began to run. I was running through the park and I tripped over the sandpit and hit my head. My stab wound was bleeding like crazy and it wasn't stopping. I lied there, crying into my hands.

I was on my way home now and I was calmer than I was hours earlier, when I was inches away from letting Dean struggle for breath at my hand. I was glad Faith came in and stopped me. I would of hated to see what I would have done if she hadn't of stopped me.

I can't get her out of my head. All I do is think about her. I need to learn to not think of her and my life would be just a little bit better. As I walked, the breeze was cool and still. The tree's rustled as I walked through the park near Faith's house.

I walked towards the swing and was about to sit down when I heard the lour groan and scream. The voice was filled anxiety and horror. Thought the voice sounded restless it sounded beautiful.

I followed the voice as it screams echoed into the night. I found a girl lying on the ground tossing and turning in the sand. There were faint drips of blood on the ground near her but I couldn't tell who it was due to the fact that she was face first into the sand.

I gently moved her so she was lying on her back. My heart started to beat exceptionally fast. I felt like I was choking, when I realised it was Faith. She lay there, bleeding from a stab wound to the stomach. She looked calm and relaxed now. I put my hands on her chest, healing the stab wound, hoping it would help.

I placed my hand under her head, lifting her head up so she could breathe properly. I sat there holding her for a few minutes when I realised she wasn't breathing anymore. A surge of panic flourished through me. I started to cry and choke on my own words.

I began CPR on her. She couldn't leave me. I loved her. I will be nothing without her.

"Come on, you can't do this to me! You can't leave me!" My voice was hushed and I was going to start crying. I couldn't control my emotions anymore. I began to cry, hundreds of thousands of tears ran down my face, as I gently patted her face, trying to wake her up.

My hands pressed down forcefully and gently on her chest. I wanted her to start breathing again. I needed her to. I opened her mouth and breathed into it, as well as continuing the other parts of the CPR.

I tried for twenty more minutes, she still wasn't breathing. I sat there staring at her, she looked beautiful, relax, astonishing as she always did. I had been defeated, she was gone. I tried to help her, to save her, but I couldn't. I tried and tried until I had no energy left. Even then I still tried to save her.

"Why? Why did you have to go! I need you! I-I love you!" I began to weep, and cry even more. I leant down to cradle her in my embrace. She was gone and I had to except that. I loved her so much and now she was gone

Suddenly her eyes flicked open and she began to choke and take ragged breaths. I was in shock. Did she hear me? Did she hear all the things I said when she was out cold?

"Where am I?" Faith's sweet voice asked, sounding completely innocent.

"We're in the park down the road from your house. I found you here lying in the sand bleeding and not breathing. What where you doing here, and why the hell were you bleeding from a stab wound!?" I panicked.

Her face looked passive and agitated. "Uhhh…I was…I was…" Nervousness echoed through her voice. It was almost as if she was scared to answer the question.

"Please answer me, What happened?"

"I was looking for you, I was worried about you. It had been hours since the little innocent between you, Dean and I and you hadn't been home and I was worried something had of happened to you." Her fingers were knotted together, she was shy and quite. She wasn't looking me in the eyes.

I lifted her head gently, using my index and my middle finger to push her head up to face me. She looked me in the eyes. Her eyes told a story of so much pain and anguish. It was terrifying that such a beautiful girl like her could be experienced to a life like this. It's a shame.

"Why where you worried about me? I'm big enough and ugly enough to take care of myself."

She took a deep breath and bit the corner of her lip. "I know that but you're not ugly and ….. I.." It was as if she choked she couldn't spit out the word. She looked confused and pained.

"You what? You what tell me?" I placed my hands on her shoulders and stared her deep into the eyes.

"Because I-I love you." She smiled and leaned forward and kissed me. It felt like my heart had stop beating and I was consumed by her and her beauty.