As we strolled into the hospital, I couldnt help thinking about Maroon 5s Harder to Breathe because I was having a difficult time staying calm. I had been kidnapped and beaten senseless by an agent of Lucifer, and yet the white coats the doctors wore scared me just as badly. The men who had taken me from my mother wore those same damned lab coats. Every time I saw one, it awakened a dormant fear inside mefear that Id be dragged away from someone I loved again, fear that Id be placed into the waiting hands of another horrible person. It would never truly go away.Michaels shoulder bumped mine, which shook me out of my thoughts. I glanced at him. What?Youre frowning.Am I supposed to be smiling right now?He faced forward, looking at our reflection in the elevator doors. No, but you look like youre about to bolt at any second.I watched the digital numbers change one by one as we rose up to the right floor, fiddling with the rosary in the pocket of my leather jacket. Somehow, the beads had a calming effect on me. Im fine.Hard ass.A tiny smirk touched my lips. Stop thinking about my butt. Youre an archangel.He grinned, but didnt reply.
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