"I was poisoned, how?" I ask the doctor who the next morning had told me what had happened that day. He says that they found traces of a deadly poison inside my system and that there was enough of it to kill me, but they were thankful that Steel was quick to call the police which speaking off there are two officers in my room to talk to me about it. "We believe you might have been poisoned for a while, in short doses" One of the officers, a woman whose name I can't seem to be able to remember as there are a lot of things that have been happening this morning.

"Have you ever been aware of any changes in your life recently, any mood changes or nightmares or even paranoia?" The doctor asks me and I give him an odd look. "I would not say these were changes in my life" I speak but then as soon as the words have come out of my mouth I regret them and I feel ashamed that I even opened up my mouth in the first place. Not only the doctor but the officers give me an odd look which is to be expected.

I let out a sigh. "I don't think that I have had any changes in my life" I lie through my teeth which I think they can see but none of them ask me about it. "Is there a reason why that you man, Steel would want to do you any harm?" The other officer speaks and I gape at him. "Steel? No, why would he want to hurt me?" I ask him and them. Steel has never wanted to hurt me, I know that he cares about me, and he would never hurt me because he makes me feel safe.

I can't believe that anyone would even think that he would ever do anything to hurt me. "We have found evidence to show that he had the same substance on him and in his apartment" The same officer speaks but I shake my head. "It's not true, it's not true" I say to myself. Steel would never want to hurt me. I know him. He would never do this, his heart is kind and good and pure. He does not want to hurt me. I refuse to believe that he would hurt me in that manner.

But wait a minute... "Didn't you say that I must have been poisoned for some time now? How long would that be?" I ask the doctor as I look at him. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel about this, and I'm trying to keep my emotions in check when I just want to break down. "That is correct. It is unclear. It can be in matter of weeks or even years" He says, and that makes the small glimpse of hope shine through. "Steel and I have known each other for a few days, not even for some weeks or years" I tell them.

They have to find him innocent. I know in my heart that he is and I will whatever it takes to make sure that they see it too. "With all due respect, you are becoming a famous ballerina and as with all celebrities there will be stalkers and creeps who follow you around, looking for the moment to strike. Steel has shown signs that he holds aggression and anger issues. That is common for those who stalk, and he might have been following you around for some time now until he introduced himself to you" One of the police officers say.

I find myself highly offended by that. "I would to be left alone, please" I tell them. A half-truth. I'm tired and I just want to sleep, I want to forget how messed up my life is and I want to just dance. I need to dance to take me away. They all leave but I still feel like they are there or at least their words are there. I can still hear how they judge Steel based on how he looks and the size of his muscles and the way that he does, with the boxing and things like that.

But if they look closed they'd see that he's actually rather sweet, and he makes me feel safe. I told him everything about me, I've never told anyone that out loud but I told him. I trust him, perhaps more than I'd like to admit to myself. I let out a sigh as I find myself growing restless here, my legs itching to get some movement and while there are bruises there I still love dancing and I need it. Some might say that my drug is dancing, and they are right.

I need dancing to survive, to make me forget all about the bad and bring the happiness to me. It's everything that I am and it's everything that I need. As soon as that thought has entered my mind, Steel's face flashed before my mind's eye for the strangest reason, I don't know why he's always on my mind but every time that he does, I find that I'm blushing madly as the blood doesn't want to stop flowing into my cheeks or my heart doesn't want to stop racing within my chest as if it wishes to escape.

Once again I let out a sigh as I lean back on the bed, feeling bored and I'm itching to dance. I wonder what truly happened to me. I never knew that I was poisoned and I have never felt that bad before and I'm not sure what happened in the apartment but I know that Steel was there to protect me. He was the one to help me, not cause whatever it is that this is. "This is so messed up" I whisper to myself as I lean back and find myself close my eyes to welcome the sleep.