<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"I don't want them!"<br/><br/>She yelled, her voice crackling with it. She hardly ever raised her voice and it showed. She felt the panic sliding in more. This woman asked too many questions at once. It was like she was trying to corner her into answering and so she just yelled out an answer. She didn't even know if it was a truth or a lie but she didn't want to keep being asked questions. She just wanted to eat and be left alone with her things. She wanted Piper to be okay. Though she wasn't sure who Piper was. Apparently her roommate? Was it that crazy bitch from before? She hoped then that if it was the same person that they hadn't hurt anyone else in their fucked up madness. She wanted to be left alone. She wanted to eat in peace. She just- She sank down to the floor with a <em>thud.</em> Aishling took a few deep breaths, recited all the bottles of nail polish she had been allowed to keep in her head, and almost counted the number of sketch books she had in her head. She needed some symmetry. Some sort of balance. All this chaos was making her unbalanced. If this is what it would be like every day, she was going to kill herself. And succeed. <br/><br/>"I'm not hungry! I hate your shoes! I don't want to be alone!" Even while still upset, she spouted out lies, still yelling as she covered her ears with her hands. She didn't want to be in this place. All the questions made her think too much about before. Before with Daddy and Malik. Before the car accident. When all the lies had started. When everything had started. She wasn't normal and never had been, but this was too much. She wanted her parents - the ones that loved her- to take her home and find a professional that could actually help rather than breathe questions at her. She wasn't crying nor was she actually panicking. She was having a freak out and falling into a tail spin.<br/><br/>"Stay! Stay! Stay!" <em>Get out! Get out! Get out!</em></span>