Ignited

Chapter 1: Glass

Fire,  burning blistering flames Engulfing my house. My mothers screams as she was locked inside by those men. Lizzie was holding me back behind the trees she wouldn't let me save her, no matter how much I screamed and begged.  My breathe started to escape  my body as I watched the men in dark hoods leave. My mothers screams had stopped but mine hadn't. Rasping, begging wishing this was a nightmare, Lizzie's hand covered my mouth and hid me in further in the darkness of the bush.
"Alexandra" my name snaps me out of my hell. I look up at my saviour, my love Elijah, his face stained with worry. "I'm ok I'm ok" I mutter as I look around. I'm here, I'm home the fire was years ago. "Same dream" Elijah asked his eyes darkened with worry the fire might have happened when I was 10 but the dreams haven't stopped the last 10 years. Some nights it's a whisper in my head others it feels like a black sludge in my veins suffocating me. I nod too scared to speak, too scared to say what I say, what I was told was a figment of my imagination. Elijah holds me safe, I feel my breath return to normal. "I'm ok" I say as I look at the time, we're going to be late for Sunday church if we stay like this much longer. "You know I would never let anything hurt you, I would rather die than watch a drop of your blood fall". He mutters into my head his arms still around me, I take a deep breath in, pine and grass fresh, safe, normal. "I love you and you know I would protect you till hells gates open but you act as if I can't take care of myself" I say with a smile as I break away from his arms safe embrace.

It's 5:46 am our towns church session begins 6:30. Whilst I was never one for religion Elijah's family is which means that's we must attend every godforsaken week. It also means that I have to lose my preferred white lace  button up shirt that I of course stole from Elijah. My fathers leather suspenders and his hunting pants. I look ahead at the mess In front of wires, ribbons and enough layers to clothe a town. As beautiful as it is a corset and gown isn't the best attire for the towns medical assistant.

After 25 minutes of struggling it's finally on the mint green corset with baby blue and ivory trim and a white skirt to match, I find myself in the mirror the perfect image of purity. The blue matching my eyes, the ivory in such contrast to my skin which has been locked inside a morgue or and office for the last year where the only colour ever on it is the splatters of blood and the green complementing my brown locks which fell to just above my shoulders. I was beautiful, well I was always beautiful but now i looked like something else something beyond. Elijah's arms grabbed me from behind pulling me into a hug he looked very dapper in his suit, his raven black hair which normally framed his face was pushed back, the tan smooth skin which was normally covered in mud was as clean as a dukes and I am his duchess. "Well don't you look gorgeous" he laughed as he turned me around and placed a kiss on my lips, his warmth and his love shown through such a tender sweet motion. I pull him back in for more " come on we are going to be late, you know how my mother feels about tardiness and we wouldn't want to keep her waiting " he groans as he pulls away and walks towards the door. As I groan I follow him to the door preparing myself for the 10 minute walk into town.

My forehead glistens with sweat only five minutes into the walk "you couldn't just let me where my normal clothes" I mutter as my dress drags behind me the weights of the dress pulling me down. "I told you just take your heels off if you can't walk in them  and could you stop putting your dress on the ground" he scoffed, I stopped dead In my tracks. "I'm sorry but other people would have judged us if you showed up to church in pants including my mother" he cooed flashing me a smile as he turned around to face me. " I'm sorry I just want to get there on time" he said with arms out reached. "One I know how to walk in heels you seem to forget who my mother was and the legacy she left , two the dress is going on the ground because it's a fucking long dress and finally the added time it takes for me to walk in this monstrosity is going to make us late" I sneered and with that I was off, I walked past him as fast as I could.

I could hear him move behind me, slowing his pace to stay there. I don't know why I react like that when he's just looking out for us, but my mother was ridiculed for so many things. Ugh why I can't just bite my tongue especially because I know in an hour I would have forgotten about what Elijah said but it's going to take him much longer to forget what I hissed at him. He would never let me know it, that he hurts, that sometimes at night when I wake up that he's still awake too scared to fall asleep, to scared to lose his smile. Both of us had demons that's how we found each other, two candles both fading out that gave each other their light.

A pair of hands grabs me around the waist from behind interrupting me from my thoughts. He slung me over his shoulder with a laugh "well if your not going to stop dragging your feet I guess I'll have to carry you" he joked and walked for a minute more before spinning me and placing me in-front of him. A smile came to my lips a real one, not the kind you fake so the questions and stares stop or the kind drains the energy from you but a smile that means you forget at-least for a minute. He pulls a stray hair out my face which I tie back in a bun the same way I do in the morgue each day. "I'm sorry lex" he states, his eyes full of regret "me too, I shouldn't have snapped" I offered with a half smile and with that we walked the final portion to the church hand in hand.

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Chapter two coming very soon