Strange

Glass

You continued to eat when he sat in front of you and asked, "So, what happened last night?" You looked at him confused as he raised his eyebrows, "I heard you get up last night. Was it a nightmare again?"

You rolled your eyes and picked up your plate.

Then you began to walk up to your room to get ready and heard him say back, "You need to talk about these things to me!"

You just ignored him though. You didn't want to listen to what he had to say. You opened the door to your room and went to your closet. You put on some dark purple harem pants and black boots. You put on a sleeveless dark purple top that matched your pants and a black cloth belt. You then realized that you needed to cover up your wrists from the previous scarring from last night. You picked up some black wrap and wrapped it around your wrists. Luckily, you had worn these before so he wouldn't think anything of it. You then walked downstairs and went to the training room where Stephen was. You walked in calmly until he drew up a weapon of orange sparks.

You quickly did the same and began to spar him. He was going pretty easy on you but you didn't want him to, you could take more. You began to go tougher on him and he met your energy. He then said as he wrapped orange sparks around your ankle, "What happened last night?"

He quickly whipped the orange sparks up and made you fall to the ground but you quickly got up and sent a kick to his side, "Nothing!"

He then grunted and continued fighting you, "No, something happened. You're different today, what was the nightmare about?"

You yelled pushing him backwards with your powers to the wall of the dojo, "NOTHING!"

He then chuckled to annoy you, "It was about the orb wasn't it."

You were breathing heavily as you looked at him in shock. He then picked himself back up and said, "It was wasn't it?" You nodded worriedly as he said, "I saw you there." You looked at him confused as he said in a serious voice, "I've been trying to figure out what that was, ever since you went back. I've been reading every spell book about it but I couldn't find anything until last night in the dream." You stared at him as he continued to elaborate, "That orb, it's the power stone. One of the six infinity stones. Your power derives from it. If it was destroyed, you would lose your power." You looked at him confused as he said, "Morgan, that stone is extremely powerful, if you learned how to harness its full potential, you would be the most powerful being on earth." You stepped back nervously as he said, "We need to-"

Then he saw it. He saw the cut on your hand. It had stopped glowing purple but the scar was very visible. He asked grabbing your hand "Morgan, what happened to your hand-"

You pulled away sharply and said, "Nothing-"

He tried to grab your hand again but you began to run back up to your room, but being the petty sorcerer, he opened a portal right in front of you putting you back where you were. You tried running away once more but he made a rope of orange sparks and wrapped it around your wrist taking you back to him. It slightly hurt your wrist when the rope was tightened but you daren't let him see that it hurt in fear he would find out what you did to your wrists last night. He held your hand up close to him and examined the cut on your hand, "What happened? Is this why you were up last night?" You looked down not answering but he lifted up your chin and saw your teary eyes, "M, what happened? Did it have something to do with the dream last night?" You nodded and he said, "This is the same hand you accepted the stone from last night."

You nodded but he knew it wasn't directly from the dream.

He then said, "So what happened when you woke up?"

You knew you wouldn't get away with this and you didn't want him taking away the glass so you answered truthfully, "When you handed me the stone, I held onto it tightly but it was painful so I woke up. I thought I was actually holding it but when I opened my hand, it was a piece of glass."

He looked at you confused and said, "Where did it come from?"

You cried, "I don't know-"

He knew this was painful enough as it was so he wrapped you in a hug and held the back of your head to his chest, "It's okay, shh. We'll figure this out, you don't have to worry." He hugged you for a while.

That was a close one. You couldn't believe he didn't question you more about it but it probably was going to be a matter of time until he found out.

After a bit longer he pulled away and wiped a tear off of your cheek, "Let's go get that cleaned up, shall we?" You nodded and sniffled.

You followed him into his bathroom as he said, "Sit up on the counter, I'll be right back." He went into his closet and grabbed his first aid kit, it was very large due to him being a surgeon in his past life. He came back and opened the first aid kit, grabbing antiseptic cream, a washcloth, and a bandage. He ran the washcloth under water and rinsed it out before gently patting it onto the deep wound, "This is almost deep enough to the point where you need stitches." You looked down but he lifted up your chin and asked, still cleaning the wound, "So, are you gonna tell me where you got that piece of glass?" He reached over for the antiseptic cream and raised his eyebrows at you signaling you to answer...but  you didn't.

You knew if you did, it would spiral into him finding out about you cutting yourself. You also didn't want him throwing it away. You also didn't know that not telling him would turn out worse for you.

He squeezed out the antiseptic onto your hand and said, "It's gonna sting."

He was right. You let out a painful sigh and he patted it around making sure it covered every part of the cut.

Then, he grabbed the bandage and placed it on your hand wrapping it around aggressively tight, "Ow."

He sighed and said in an angry tone, "Sorry." Once he was done he helped you off of the counter as he said, "Let's go find that piece of glass now. Wouldn't want something like this to happen again?"

You didn't know any cuss words, but if you did, this would be a moment when you would say one. If he finds it, it's only a matter of time before he finds out about you cutting yourself, and you knew that wouldn't go well.

You looked at him and said, "I threw it away."

He turned sharply and cocked his head, "I know you didn't."

You decided telling him wouldn't work so you summoned a rope of orange sparks and tried to wrap it around his arm to hold him back but you missed.

He turned around again and began to slowly walk towards you, "It's just a piece of glass isn't it? What's the big deal-" Then he had a look of realization, "Oh, it's something bigger than that, isn't it?"