“CHAPTER NINE! She Was Ready To Fly But She Kept Falling I woke up in the arm chair probably about 2 a.m.. It was dark out though. I got up and started walking towards the stairs when I heard a sound come from the hall where Stark's room was. I started walking down the hall and noticed a small faint light slipping from underneath his door. I just walked in. I could only stare at the sight in front of me. I felt betrayed. Stark was laying over some girl. It looked like he was kissing her and then her neck. I stepped forward and got a better look and my eyes grew wide with fear not betrayal. That girl laying on the bed was me. And he wasn't kissing my neck. He gripped the back of my head tightly and with his other hand under my back hold me closer to him. His lips pursed around my neck biting harder. Her eyes slowly loosing light, no not her, me. Stark detached himself from me and looked over at the real me. His lips stained red with my blood. The girl on the bed paler than ever before.”
