Dustin blinked and looked at the hyper happy go lucky girl. She was a very strange one. She talked very strange. He also was wondering if perhaps she was a little bit insane. Meanies? Who talked like that? He didn't say anything else. This time when he had sang however he noticed she was dancing. He had somewhat watched as she danced. Had seen the most amazing and confusing thing in his entire life. The woman had wings that came out. That exploded when he stopped playing and singing. Vanished into thin air. He blinked and stared at her. He looked away and a pained look crossed his face. He didn't say anything for a moment. Did she really have to go there? She didn't even know him and she was asking such intrusive and person questions. He didn't say anything for the longest. He was remembering the day he met her...that was the first time he had even a shred of happiness. It had not lasted. She had ripped him apart and shredded his heart. Her father had told her that he was not good enough. That the way he dressed was disturbing and horrible. She betrayed his trust...a fragile trust he had given her. His first feeling of love...ripped apart and destroyed into tiny tiny dust sized shards. A tear almost trailed down his cheek. "Once upon a time..." he said softly. "...yet I was not good enough. That fragile trust I had given her when I do not trust others. My heart which was delicate and true yet fragile and sensitive...ripped to shreds. She was who I gave my innocence to. She was who I had let into my bubble. She then destroyed me thoroughly. Ripped me apart and destroyed my trust. What little I had. Killed my love. Threw me away like the garbage I had always been told I was. I thought she was different...that she loved me. That for once I had someone who cared about me. I was wrong. I was shown that I could never truly trust anyone. That...I was not worth it." A single tear trailed down his cheek. He wiped it away. "There is no such thing as happily ever after...not in my world." he fell silent and turned his back to her. His long hair trailin down it. The overshirt and undertank hid the toned and somewhat muscular six pack that was there but in a subtle way. He tensed and sighed. "You shouldn't ask such invasive questions of someone you don't even know." His voice soft. Not angry. Not hurting. In fact it lacked even that sliver of life it had held moments before.