I leaned back whipping the stray tears from my face, my family was nuts, they all were and really I'd have wanted a way out long ago if I could have found something to get me out, or someone. I looked over at her. Her words reaching me. I smile gently rising from the floor where I'd fallen while laughing, "ben weirded out enough here too?" I said offering a small shaky smile. Honestly I don't care about sex, or even dying at this point. I just want to go out of here, see a movie and maybe go for supper, try and pretend I'm normal for once not some nutjob from a bunch of cracking witches. I sigh heavily.<br/><br/>"Maybe later we'll cover the fears thing, what do you say we just get out of here, go change, see a movie and have some dinner. I don't know about you, but I've had my fill of weird and really they created their own rules so fuck them. We don't need to have sex like a bunch of stupid animals and please them bloody idiots. Come on I'll buy you dinner and we'll go have some real fun instead of this crazy shit. I've had enough, you?"<br/><br/>I surprise myself with the venom in my own voice as I speak. I'm so tired and irritated and I just want to get out of here so bad it burns in my chest like a raw fire. I feel as if I've been forced into a B-movie horror show and it's starting to piss me off. I take her hand gently and lead her to another door in the sidewall. "there's a back exit come on, even if you don't want supper and a movie I want out of this hell" I"m not giving her a choice. We're getting out of here. I push open the door and start to lead her through it.