Even though I was happy that we where safe and that my best friend was here to help, I felt more and more dead on the inside with each second. The little flutter inside was growing faster then I knew a baby should be. Wasnt it just a few days ago that we had sex? The flutter was growing stronger and it made me weak and dizzy.

Party Poison had firm grip on me while I was losing my grip on reality. When I saw Disenchantment get shot in fall, thats when I let my brain fall to pieces.

I could still see and hear reality but I wasn't partaking in the socilization. Gerard knew so he didn't say anything about it.

I saw the gun fire but I just stood there and didn't say anything. Now we were loading a possibly dead Dis into a old car and then we loaded ourselfs in it, too.

"You okay there, Threat?" Fun Ghoul was asking, snapping his fingers in my face.

"What? Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine. What makes you think I wasn't?" I said back snaping my head back to reality.

"Oh nothing. Nothing at all." He said sitting back to his previous position.

"Bullshit! She is not fine!" Jet Star yelled.

"I am fine!" I protested

"If you're fine then I'm the queen of England. Don't feed me that lie, okay girly! Now what is wrong in that little brain of yours?" He sighed deeply, distraught over his attitude but it was the only way you could get any answers out of me.

"I feel a little sick is all, okay?" I said back.

Jet Star sighed again but said "Sorry."

I was quiet the whole way back to my new found home.