Chapter 12: POV Fiona: I'm not the same girl I use to be..

When girls think about change; they think about a new hair cut or a new style but not me. I've literally became a new person. After last night, that was the last time I was even able to call myself a half decent human.

That night, I also saw a different Seth than I am use to seeing. I could feel the fear and emotions in him mixing like a hurricane. Blowing in a wind of chaos. I knew what I told and showed him that night changed what path he should walk. But I didn't want to come between him and his family.. After all, considering my history with family, I don't have the best track record. My father was literally the devil of hell and the only think I knew of my biological mother was that she was human. Other than that, I have no name and not even a clear answer of weather she was died or alive.

I sat at the kitchen table thinking of the night my adoptive parents died.

Fire. Fire. Fire. All that was there was fire.