Broken ?

?A Hidden Panic Attack?

I didn't really care about it in my life, it wasn't and isn't something that I'm interested in it, I just play along with it 'cause it makes everyone happy.

It doesn't take much to make these people happy, all I have to do is pretend that I'm all right with it and they believe it.

"Come, let me to you there. They've been looking for you for some time. But, I found you, I always know where you are. You carry my mark on your neck and I will always be there when you need me"

Taking my hand, he leads me out of the room, and into the hallway. We go to our room and is covered in dresses, only this time they aren't as bright in color.

Something about impressing Damien is to use darker color, like black or close to ti. Saying it would make him want me amore, and his wolf wouldn't be able to control himself.

I don't understand whatever that means, but then again, they know this thing so I go along with it. Besides, I do believe that black fits me the best.

When back in the town I always wore the same black hoodie, beside the other hoodie that I had, I liked that one the best and black is sort of the color that fits my pale skin.

Like black and white, black clothes on a pale whitish skin. Zelena asked me to spray tan my skins little darker, but I don't want that.

I happen to like it when my skin is so pale, for one it's easier to hide white scars and it makes my blue eyes pop and the color seem more beautiful.

I, for one. Love the eye color that I have. The blue in my eyes, I get from my mother and it's possibly the only thing that I have left of her.

I cherish that with everything that I have and it reminds me of how she looked at when with her kind blue eyes, the same eyes, I now carry.

"Look, she's back. Don't you dare disappear, ever again. I'm going insane here... Take this and go try it on. Oh my gosh, there is so little time and so much to do. Hurry now!!"

She rips me away from Damien, hands me a dress and roughly pushes me into the bathroom, in just few seconds.

Obeying Zelena is a huge mistake for anyone really and you should never do that, that's why I do what she says.

I believe Sammy is somewhere in that huge pile of dresses, I can hear her voice but not her words. She's stressed, like Zelena.

That isn't new, they've been stressed this whole time. It's way that both of them work and actually agree on things, 'cause they don't agree on anything, not really anyway.

Everything is so wrong or so right or one of them and for the other it's the opposite, it's quite annoying actually.

I go into the dress that they gave me and once again, we are stuck in the position where I go back and forth in the bathroom.

Trying to fit the perfect dress that is good for the evening and is all right to be ruined, I still have no idea what they mean of this, but as always I agree and pretended that I'm all right with it.

I exit the bathroom and am sent back in there with another dress and on and on it goes. For hours. My body is so tired.

It's been a few hours and my stomach has been hurting so much, I guess it is 'cause of the nervousness in my body that is making me feel this way.

With the hours, the clock ticks down to the night and I realize that I'm not ready for this. I'm far from ready in fact.

My stomach pains me so much and I find it hard to stand. My chest hurts from it and I fall down to the floor.

Holding my hands over my stomach, I fight to urges to scream out in pain. My stomach cramps so much that my body begins to shake and twitch.

Biting my lower lip, I hold back a scream that threatens to come out, and I begin to taste blood. With the horrible feeling in my stomach, I crawl to the toilet.

Emptying the food that is in my stomach, I fall back down to the floor with a stanch that is twisting and turning. Tears run down my cheeks, as I cry silently on the floor, near the toilet.

And that is where I stayed for a few minutes. On the floor, it was cold. My hands wrapped around my stomach, and my palms clenched.

Trying to handle the pain. Even when I have thrown up, I feel no better now as I was before. My brain gives me a headache that feels like something is piercing my skull.

My vision becomes darker and black spots appear before my eyes and the world feels like it's turning black.

At last I give in the darkness and allow it to swallow me whole, the pain disappearing and my eyes close.

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