(SO sorry, I took a vacation to clear my head. My writers block is gone, and I am over every emotional thing going on my life. So I hope to be posting more frequently now =) )<br/><br/>She watched him with cautious eyes, biting her lower lip in an attempt to calm herself. She was in the presence of her friend after all. But the gnawing fear clawed in her body like a ravenous tiger behind bars. It almost hurt to contain herself from letting out a small noise of trembling terror.<br/><br/>He had killed before. Not just anyone, but his parents. It worried her to a point of near nausea. He could kill her, or anyone he cared about, without a second thought. She closed her eyes swallowing hard. She wished she could find someway to help him.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes looking at him go through his things waiting for him to find anything. She did not look upon him with horror or anger, but instead with happiness. She always wanted her life was more interesting, she guessed this was exactly what she wished for.<br/>â€˜I promise I will find a way to help you Fangâ€¦â€™ She smiled as the thought came across her mind.