"Please get away from me I don't want to hurt you." I whimpered, locking the knife near my stomach. "Why would you hurt me?" Weston asked me, stepping closer to me trying to take it away from me. "CAUSE I'M INSANE!" I screamed at him, backing away. "Not when your around me." He said, calmly. "Cause you're the only thing that keeps me sane." I whispered to him.