Pervert.

Y/Ns pov~

You soon got out your phone and got into Google. You looked up your question that has been bothering you for a while now. You soon typed into the search bar

" Am I phoco."

Soon millions of resoults came up. But the one thing that good you your answer was at the top. What it said made you want to go crazy.

If, you are numb because of your soulmate it is very possible. The mental health is called 'Mania' this is a manic disorder. You can laugh at death, some one getting hurt. Basically your sadistic. As well you have suside thoughts, wanting to hurt someone, Moodswings consently, ect. If it is really bad, the longer you have it the more insane you get. Many people who have this have gone completely out of their minds. If you have it con-

Then the rest was some bullshit about contacting a doctor. Heh, like you would do that. Your eyes scimed through out the thing and only one thing caught your eye. .

-Also some times if it is so bad you can gain your emosions once again, but most likely you wont be able to control them.

You frowed at this. You wanted your emosions back but you also wanted to control them. You looked up at your phone and saw the time. 6:00. You sighed.

Better start on the essay again I guess. You thought. You got up and went to your backpack, you opened it up, found your laptop, brought it to bed with you, layed down, got comfy with your music on, and started to type your fingers away.

You cracked your fingers satasfied with your work and looked up on your laptop to see that the time was 7:48. You sighed. You got up and put your laptop on the charger and then started to change into your PJs. You took off your shirt to revil your bandged up body and that's when someone, some how bursted into your locked door. Your saw the ash-blond hair and immediately knew that it was your brother.

" Hey dip shit yo-"

His face became red as he looked at your bandged body. The bandgeds where wrapped tight around your body, so he could see your 12 pack, musculs, and if he looked real close he could see your ribs. Your one fear. Your hands covered your body as you looked at his flustered self.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out. Perv."

He took no time getting his ass out of there. He slammed the door closed with a 'thump'. Let's just say once- no a couple- no more like a million times he has made you mad once, and would would make him pay big time. Once you even knocked him out. As you where getting dressed you rezized something. He was flustered? Why would be be though? You thought. He is your brother you are his sister. Unless. You thought as you started to go down stairs to see him.

No. You thought. Impossible.