Life is Hell

"You dont seem very unlikeable i'be met some down right ass holes that could piss off a angel." She said looking though the door. "A coffee sounds nice."

Marrow led her to the kitchen the place was pretty dark the smell of blood filled one of the rooms that Marrow hastened past. He put on a pot of cofee.

She could smell the blood and had to block it from her mind as she tried to keep her attention on him.

"I forgot I need to go do some real quick I'll be right back, take a seat or look around." Marrow said putting on his glasses and headed outside.

She took a seat biting on her finger nails as she waited for him to come back. [i]'Damn it...'[/i] She thought.

The room seemed to call to here the smell of blood. He was no where in site.

"Fuck." She said getting up and following the sent of blood. "He said i could look around i'm not doing anything wrong." she said to herself, she found the room and opened the door.

The room's floor was grated and dimmly lit. There were razors on the table, along with a chair and rope and a bunch of medication. It seemed almost like a sucide room. Blood seemed to fill below the grates and there was 2 diary looking books on a table one black, and one red.

Kitara ignored the blood as she went up to the diary's and opened the black one.

It seemed to be a dariy he's kept for several years. The first entry dated 4 years ago.

She frowned as she read it, [i]'thats what he was talking about...'[/i] She flipped though the pages then opened the red one.

One side was everyones soul he had stolen his first too simply said Mother and Father, then on the other pages it had info about them there name, and if they had any family, and anything else that seemed like it would make it even more depressing.

She closed the books and turned to leave the sad room.

Marrow was in the doorway looking at her. He didn't say anything and his eyes didn't change from before.

"I-i smelled the blood." She said not wanting him to think she had meant to look though his things.

"It's fine, the cofee is ready." Marrow started to walk out then turned arund and said :It's fine, it's not like I'm worth privacy."

She frowned as she followed him back out of the room. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have gone into that room."

"I said it's fine I offered you to look around and that's what you did." Marrow said handin her a cup as her took a drink of his own cup.

She quietly took a sip of her coffee and sat back down.

"Why do you seem so depressed all of a sudden?" Marrow said looking at her then taking an other drink.

"I made a assumption about you earlier as a self pitting emo kid. I guess you have a right to be.."

"That doesn't anwser my question...why are you depressed?" Marrow said taking an other drink of his cofee his flat as his she was the only person he had talked to in a long time.

"No reason." She replied taking another sip of the coffee.

"There is no reason to feel bad for me. I probably wasn't even meant to exist a sick gods failed experiment at best." Marrow said looking at her. He put his shades back on.

"Well life is a bitch you just got to bitch back." she said with a slight shrug.