Andy's POVMy eyes scanned the crowded restaurant looking for her desperately.

I was desperate. Very desperate. So desperate that I could feel it on my underarms. But I had a reason to be desperate, I wanted answers. Answers about Anen and why I hadn't seen her in so long, why she avoided me all the time.

Fiona sat in the farthest back corner, trying not to draw attention I guess.

Making my way towards her, I notice how much she's changed; Paler skin, long and sharp fingernails, and she was so skinny that it was disgusting. Her cheeks seemed to indent in her face and her frown lines were caked with cover up.

She cringed when she looked at me, her eyes squinting and shoulders shivering with disgust. I knew she didn't like me before, but damn.

Sitting down, I scoot the chair in, silently waiting for her to talk.

She glared at me, leaning back and crossing her arms.
"So?"

"So..." I trailed off awkwardly.

"What in the hell do you want?"

"Why can't a couple of good ol' friends have dinner together?"

She rolls her eyes, taking a sip of her water.
"Because I can't even leave a building without a pass from my guardian."

I gulped, looking at all of the dirty looks everyone around us was giving me, considering men were the only things aloud out of their houses.

"You've changed a lot, Fi." I sighed, finally checking all of her out.

Her face softened, shoulders slumping forward.
"I... uhh... Yeah. I have." She smiled sadly.

"Like, uh... your eyebrows."

"My owner arches them to make me seem more intimidating."

"It works!" I threw my arms up in defense, getting her to giggle.

"Why'd you have me come here?" She asked immediately, still sort of smiling.

"To have you answer a couple of questions." I stated, wanting to keep things simple.

She traced the creases of the table with her fingernails.
"What do you need to know?" Her voice was a soft whisper.

"Things about F.E.A.R," And right away she shook her head no.
"And about Anen." I grabbed her hand from the table because the clicking of her fingernails was driving me crazy.

"Do you think this is a fucking game?" She bared her yellow teeth, exposing a wicked grin. How mad is this girl?
"Because if it is, I want to learn how to win."

"Please, Fi. Tell me why Anen is ignoring me." I pleaded, grabbing both of her hands.

"I'VE LOST SO MANY TIMES, SO MANY GODDAMN TIMES!" She pounded her fists on the table. "CAN YOU TELL ME WHY THEY TOOK MY INNOCENCE AND FILLED ME WITH INSANITY?!"

Her tiny body tensed greatly and sank in serenity. She sighed, her claws digging into the table.
"You think they're bad," Fiona's eyes swelled with tears but she wouldn't release them. "Then you've seen nothing."

I felt horrible watching her just live with that fear.

"I've seen horrors, Andrew. Horrors that F.E.A.R have done, that seared into me. Horrors that you would make you want to rip your hair out. Horrors that wouldn't let you sleep at night if you knew about them."

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