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The last thing Stacey expected was for Penny to yell at him, especially with the hatred and disguise on her face. "Stacey, fuck off!" Reminded him so much of what Sandy said at Thanksgiving last year. His mind ascended out of his body, he wasn't thinking when he whipped her new iPhone at the wall broke it. It's like he wasn't himself. He doesn't remember what happened in great detail; just what he felt at the time: Anger. Like he feels now. He should've known not to trust her, because pretty blonde girls were always trouble. Always. But no. He went against his better judgement when he should've trusted his gut, because she saved his life. EMTs did the same for him once, but he didn't sing their praises. Instead he hated them for bringing him back to his miserable life to meet more miserable people and now he's stuck here with the worst of them. Penny didn't do him any favors saving his life; nothing but a backstabbing malicious bitch that was waiting to break his heart. No better than Sandy.

"Just, uh, another time. Just go back inside, trust me." Odessa whispered to him, her hand on his. He snatched away from her, face red and closed off. He didn't want her help. He didn't want anyone's help. He was tired of needing people when he's better off alone. He's always been better off alone.

"Fuck you too, Penny! Caelea's better off dead with a piece of shit friend like you!" Stacey stomped back inside, face stormy and red in his fury. The door slammed behind him. He plopped back on the couch, guitar brighter than it was before. Fuck her. Fuck all of them. If he had to be miserable, then they all should be. He played the same cords from before violently and loud, the symbols returned and circled around him. Blue light crept up his hands to his arms and face, then spread down his body.

[i]"What are you so afraid of?
What do you see in your sleep? 
If you face your demons,
Then you'll be set free!"[/i]

He sang loudly. Blue shot off from him and covered the interior of the building for an instant, before it was gone. He stopped playing not knowing he fucked everyone that heard his curse. They'll hallucinate what they fear the most, and they'll have to deal with it until they face their fears.