"CALM down, Bianca…" I whispered to myself as another thunder reached my ears. 

It was already midnight. I was curled up here in the nook of the kitchen tiled floor. My head was buried in the hollow between my knees, my hands covering both my ears. 

I woke up in the middle of the night with a strong thunderstorm hitting Pasadena. 

"It'll pass. It'll pass…" I continuously muttered to myself, my lips slightly quivering in cold. 

I could hear the heavy downpour of the rain outside. It was like the sky had gotten furious and decided to punish everything beneath him. 

"Bianca…?" 

I didn't know how long I was there...