When you're born wrong, sometimes you get bent and you get f*cked. Sometimes your life takes you places you don't want to go.Sometimes, it does.Dax McCann is as cold as ice.I'm intrigued by him.But I can't get close to him either.His music strokes my soul, butchers my broken heart.I wish he'd see me, but he only sees her. It's been so long since I've had to care that I'm not sure I can do it anymore. Now, tell me, why is there a gun to my head?& & &Sydney Charell is … interesting.I want to touch her, kiss her, posses her.But I don't understand her.She dances on poles and can't carry a tune to save her life.I feel like an outsider on the in, but I have too many secrets to hide. Naomi Knox has my heart, but I think I might need it back. I want a chance to use it before it breaks. Or splatters. Blood will be spilled; I just hope it isn't mine.