I swallow, studying Niki as she glances at me and motions me towards her slowly. I don't move and her eyes somehow lock into mine, causing me to take a step fowards.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I panic and scoop her up, rushing her outside and lying her down. Dropping at her side, I take her face in my hands and order her to relax, "S'okay, Em. Please, breathe. Please."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. — Sigmund Freud