She jumped as the hand that grabbed her twirled her around aggressively and that strong gaze was once more in his eyes. She relaxed when she realized who it was, but she could feel the intense hold on her shoulders begin to bruise the surface of her skin, she kept her face calm as he lifted her with ease off the floor. Just like that he had opened up like a book, spilled all of his emotions on the table to her, if only she didn't feel so guilty for tearing open all of his wounds and selfishly watched him bleed out on to the floor. She never liked fronts, or when people had walls up, but she was only being hypocritical. Nyx wasn't the girl Alex thought she was anymore, this world thinks she is as innocent as she looks but her past is nothing but tragic, she would never show, never admit, what a black hole her soul had become. She breathed slowly as he yelled in her face, staying absolutely calm and soon watched the anger wash from his expression, she was lowered and released. "Not all things light equate to good, as dark doesn't not always mean bad." She could have gone on, but that should had made it clear enough. He needed more things to think about rather than anger.