A/N: Written for GrimSage. He got me hooked on Evanescence

Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
So I don't know what's real and what's not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore
/Going Under, Evanescence

They said that she's... I don't know, crazy. Unstable. But there is no way in hell they can get me to believe it. Sure, I know that she killed that guy, I saw her do it. But she didn't mean to. And I know that she's lying to herself just as hard to her self at to us when she says that she doesn't care. She has to be. She wouldn't have been Chosen if a human death didn't affect her the way it does me. She is just better at covering it up, is all. That's all it is. Because there is no way she's not dying inside herself, that when she closes her eyes she doesn't see the guy and hate herself for it. I know that she hurts just as bad as I do, that the guilt has to searing her inside as it is me.

I know it has to be, that she has to be lying.

Because if she's not... what does that mean for me?

For us?