[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]

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Niesha sighed, how could she explain just how she felt, when she didn't understand it herself? [color=fff200]"I am fine with Astrid but that doesn't mean I have to talk to her, does it?

I went to apologize to the doctor, but whats the point when I get told I can't go in because he's there?

I know inwas a fool, but how can I try and make amends when that's impossible?" [/color] 

Frustrated now, Niesha ran a hand through her hair, causing it to stick up in all directions. [color=fff200]"I didn't like being tied up. It's been 19 years since my brother was kidnapped, and I still have nightmares about it. Why hasn't he been found? Was he tied up?"[/color] she gave a weary sigh, she had learned long ago that there was no point keeping things hidden from those she cared about. They'd just get it out of her anyway. [color=fff200]"I know chances are that he's dead, whether walking or dead dead, I know chances are he's been that way for a long time, but...it haunts me."[/color] she suddenly couldn't be still, and found herself pacing. 

[color=fff200]"you can tell me it wasn't my fault. I'll still feel guilty, because I should have been watching, I should have seen that the walker was close. I should have, but I thought you'd be safe in the cart, I thought you'd be okay. I couldn't do anything, I couldn't help. And then it was too late, and then it looked like they wouldn't let us in, and it just kept on building up, and up, and then I wasn't allowed to help when we got you to the infirmary. I wasn't able to do anything. It is my fault, it's always been my fault"[/color] 

Again, in frustration, she ran a hand through her hair, messing it up even more. [color=fff200]"I'm sorry"[/color] whether it was for everything, or simply for losing control even slightly, Niesha didn't know. She just knew she was sorry, just knew that she was a complete mess and probably always would be. Yet she knew she was better when she had someone. She looked over to Sophie, stopping her pacing.