The doll just sits there looking like Speedy.
With his curly hair the lower half bleached.

I dial Speedy he doesn't answer. A tad worried I send him this:

"Speed are you okay? I just wanted to check on you 9-9"

I look back at the doll it's more broken than before. 
Missing a leg and an arm.

I scroll through my contacts, I really need to talk to someone.
I stop at the name Mac Loveburn

Ironic his name is Loveburn.

We used to be inlove, I take a deep sigh. 
We haven't talked since we broke up.
he moved away to Italy.

We just grew apart.

Mother stands wanting for me to come back and watches as I drive out of view

I drive back to my house
The front door's wide open

I call Mike he doesn't answer

I leave my car to take a peek.
No one is there, the house is completely clean.
I step inside 

I swear if Mike doesn't get those cameras, I'll kick him out.
Who'd cook then?
Not me...

I stop seeing a something in the mirror.
I get close to the glass as if the thing I saw was just hiding
somewhere 

I know it's there
I don't know how
I grab a blanket from the closet 

Only for a short moment I look away and
C R A S H

The greek head sculpture flings all over the first floor.
Bursting out with pythons and cockroaches
I run to the front door, but it shuts before me.

I start to panic trying to break down the door.

"MOON!"
Mike shakes me out of it. 
Firmly holding my arms.

"Jeez what's up with you, are you 

O k a y...?"

I look back to Mike
It's just him
and me.

"Yeah...I'm fine"
I look away from him.

"You were screaming and crying"
He dawns in closer, not letting go of my forearms.

"Mike, I said I'm fine! it's not a big deal."

"Something is obviously wrong. When something upsets you or you're frustrated-you won't talk to me!"

"Mike, I said I'm FINE!"
I say raising my voice
"Just let me go"
I look down at my feet.

I tug away my arms, before Mike releases my wrist.

"I know something is wrong why can't you just tell me."
He pushes me against the door slamming his fist beside my face.
"You know I want to help."

I stare up at him.
"Mike...I don't wanna talk about it"

"Why? why can't you just tell me"

"I'm tired. Leave me alone"

"Fine."