Magma Reformed

Safety-Igneous

  I sweat as I lie her on the bed. I toss once more on top of the covers as the heat in my body flares.
 
  My stomach sloshes with the amount of water I have drunk trying to stay cool. I rise from the bed in a rush to go into the bathroom. I flip on the shower and turn it to the coldest setting it can go.
 
  Quickly removing my pants I step under the spray and moan in pain against the water hitting my skin. I grit my teeth knowing that I need to stay in longer.
 
  My fist hits the wall in anger at having to go through this. The pain is unlike before and I feel as if thousands of needles poke at my skin. Tears fill my eyes with the pain, and I let the water wash them away. I should be with her. Only she can ease this feeling and this heat. I need her.
 
  As my legs get tired from standing under the spray I sit on the floor of the shower glaring at the wall. This is all their fault. My parents have never cared a crap about who I spent time around. They had only met Sophie once and suddenly they feel the need to interfere. This is a load of crap.
 
  As I sit here the pain of the water slowly lessens or somehow I have just gotten used to it. My body is so tired from battling the heat and for a moment I consider sleeping here. My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. I rise to stand and turn the shower off. Without drying I throw on the robe that's on the bathroom door and stomp back into the bedroom. I swing the door open, and my mother's surprised face appears.
 
  "What?" I bark not in the mood for her visit.
 
  "I am still your mother Igneous. I would like you to let me in so we can talk" Her eyes flicker down the hall and from her hands rubbing together I take it she is nervous. She must have something to say that she doesn't want my father to overhear. I roll my eyes and stomp over to the bed to take a seat. I scowl at her as she slowly closes the door and turns to face me.
 
  "Sitting on that bed in that state is going to soil the comforter" she says as she walks toward me.
 
  "Don't care" I spit.
 
  "Very well" she sits on the edge of my bed and stares at the floor for a moment. I watch as her eyebrows crease in thought. Now that her make-up has been removed I can see how tired she looks. For a moment I feel sorry for her but as the heat increases in my body I feel less and less.
 
  "I came to talk to you because of what you said earlier. You were right" she mumbles. "I do have regrets about how you were raised and how little time you spent at home. I thought that your fathers decisions to send you away were providing the best education for you. I had no idea that by doing so I wouldn't know my own son. I never knew how to repair that relationship or how it made you feel" she says sadly.
 
  Seeing that this could be my opening to leave. I jump in to plead my case. "Repair the relationship now, mother. Drop the charges and let me return to the woman I love. I need to be with her" I beg.
 
  "Igneous you barely know this girl. You are still young and don't know much about love. Your father is often right, and he has many sound reasonings for going this route. He just wants you to be safe" she chides.
 
  "Being here isn't safe for me. I wish I could tell you why, but you are just going to have to trust me. There is something much bigger than his ego at stake here. The longer I stay the worse I am going to get" Her expression changes to worry and I speed through my explanation. "I need to be with her mother. Me being away could kill us both. I know that you think that this is a sudden decision but it's not. It feels as if I have known Magma for a lifetime. I have even made a commitment to do just that. My being here is breaking it" I counter.
 
  She reaches toward my face, and I quickly grab her sleeves to stop her from embracing me. A look of sadness crosses her face at my rejection. I rub my thumbs on her sleeve knowing that I can't allow her to bring me pain with her touch. She removes her arms from my hands and sits straighter in her seat.
 
  "You being away from this girl will not kill you. Perhaps you father was right and this whole situation is making you act like a spoiled child. I think he was right to give you some time to think in this room." she says as she begins to rise.
 
  I know that she is lashing out because I hurt her feeling. This is the most word we have said to each other in a while. I wish I could explain to try to repair the moment but it's impossible. "Mother, I'm sorry. I don't mean to hurt you. I promise that what I say is not a lie. I am going to get sick. It will be a fever that nothing can heal. I don't even know how long it will last or if I will survive. If I may, I just ask that when the time comes to decide, don't let father's ego end up killing me?" I say to her back.
 
  "Good night, Igneous" she murmurs. She quickly exits the room and shuts the door behind her. I rise from the bed and go to lock it. I walk to the windows to open them for fresh air. As I stand their taking in the night I look down to see the deputy watching me from a chair he has on the lawn. He tips a hat in my direction, and I flick him off. I walk back to the bed and remove my robe as I climb onto it. The heat has already began to rise once more in my body. I settle onto the bed preparing me for another sleepless night. I really wish Magma were here.
 
  I miss her so much.