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When I wake up, my body is tingling everywhere. I immediately sit up, and right next to me... is Azariah. He's sleeping.

Why is he here?

I shove him a little bit, then he sits straight up looking at me.

He looks at me smiles, then his jaw drops..

What's wrong?

"What happened to your face?"

"What do you mean? I'm fine."

"No, your face has bruises everywhere. What happened?"

"I mean I fell down the stairs earlier, I was passed out for like three hours.. I had a headache, I was sick to my stomach.. it burned like a bitch lemme tell ya.. I was lightheaded. When I woke up I googled why I would just randomly pass out.. it didn't help me at all though."

"Why didn't you call for me if you were feeling light headed?"

"I screamed for help! Nobody came. Maybe you were just too busy with Lydia to hear me. I'm fine, don't worry about me."

He stayed quiet for a minute, then realization hit his face.

"Wait why am I down here?"

"Uh... I could ask you the same question. Why are you down here?"

"Crap... He did it, didn't he?! Without me knowing too, sneaky little ass..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. This is a mistake, forget I was here.."

"I'm wounded." I said sarcastically, although within I was dying... I'd never let him know that though.

It's like seven right now... I must've been tired because I stayed up so late yesterday.

Azariah was with Lydia last night, yet when I woke up he's right here.... why?

Why is he here?

Does he not understand that this is hard enough as it is... I don't need him torturing me like this.

And I need to understand what I am, if I'm not human.. what am I?

I'll ask Azariah the next time I see him..

That's a good enough reason for me to break character..

I've been keeping my fake face on lately.. I don't want to show weakness, or they'll have something on me.

They're probably getting me used to this place and once I am, is when the real 'fun' is going to begin.

I guess I better go make Lydia and Azariah breakfast.

Like I said I can't eat breakfast because of how early it is, I don't know... it just makes me nauseous.

I change out of my pajamas, and into skinny jeans and a tee shirt. Skip the shoes, and brushing my hair.

I just tie it up in a bun, it's knotty but it'll serve it's purpose.

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