The whole entire time that man was washing my hair, touching me. I wish I were numb. Emotions that weren't there when I was in the bathroom are here now. I feel scared, in pain, disgusted and sad, so sad. As timed passed the sadness swallowed the rest of the feelings until there was nothing left but, sadness. Not even the pain of the glass being ripped out of my skin was felt. I wished I wasn't here. I also wish I wasn't raised by the Barricks. I think if they weren't the ones who found me I wouldn't be this messed up. I wouldn't be so broken, so damaged. The man pulled Sebastian out into the hall and I know he said something about me. Something I didn't want shared. When he came through that door he looked at me with so much pain and sadness and anger that I wanted to crawl up into a hole. Well at least there wasn't pity. Right? I inwardly sigh and he comes over and picks me up my strength leaving me as he puts my head on his shoulder. We walk out the room and pass the kitchen and into a room I've never been in. The only word I can use to describe it was: comfy.

It's dimly light with a large gray sectional couch that is facing a 50 inch flat screen T.V that's propped up on the wall. Under it is a horizontally long DVD display case with the DVD player on top of it it's cords trailing up to the T.V. To the far left against the wall is a little kitchen that had glass cabinets full of snacks. Sebastian sets me on the edge of the couch swaddling me in a fuzzy blanket. "What do you want to watch pumpkin?" I shrug before mumbling, "Aladdin," my cheeks turn red. I know it's weird that a 17 year old wants to watch a princess movie. Sebastian chuckles and walks over to the right side of the display case, opening and picking out the DVD and I can't help squealing, excitement filling me. He puts the DVD in the DVD player and I watch with bright eyes as my favorite Disney princess Jasmine pops on the screen. I can see Sebastian out of the corner of my eyes watching me with adoration and... love. No it must be something else. He can't love me. He just met me.

He walks away and I just watch the movie getting distracted when I smell seafood. I turn to see Sebastian juggling two plates and two drinks. He looks like he's walking on a tightrope trying not to fall and the relief that flashes on his face when he sets everything down makes me laugh. Turning his head he smiles. O how I love his smile. I shake away the thought. I don't love anything about him because, I don't know anything about him. Sebastian sits down and pulls me into his lap. I would resist but, the warmth that seeps into me makes me snuggle into him to my dismay. He picks up some shrimp, chicken pasta and I begin to squirm in happiness. It's my favorite. He again chuckles. "Settle down pumpkin you'll get some in a minute." He picks up a fork and stabs a piece of shrimp before, wrapping the pasta around the fork. He put the fork near my mouth and to my surprise instead of resisting I happily open my mouth not really minding the fact that I'm 17 and he's treating me like I'm 5. . I'll let it go just this once, I say convincing myself. Throughout the movie Sebastian fed me bites of food and in between bites feeds himself. I happily watches the movie and once we finished eating he had me take a few sips of apple juice and puts something rubber in my mouth that I really enjoyed sucking and chewing on from time to time. It wasn't until two movies later that my eyes started to droop. "Is Daddy's little pumpkin sleepy," Sebastian coos and I nod. "Yes, Daddy." Disgusting you calling him Daddy. Just this once. Yeah sure you slut. I ignore the voice and let myself fall into a blissful dream that thankfully had no nightmares.