This is not how things were supposed to go. But they got under my skin so quickly that the anger just built up and now that I am standing here and watching so many supernatural creatures leave the arena, I can't help but to be a tad bit worried about the actions that I have put into motion. The thought that my father is going to have and start planning his attack was at the front of my mind, a constant nagging feeling lingering there as if it is the feeling of pure dread. Even Angelica has been abnormally quiet in the back of my mind tells me that it is imperative that I listen to the threat at large. That makes me more nervous, antsy and I do not like that feeling. I do not like the feeling of not being in control, and that is all that it has been since I came back to Oregon. One drama fi
