Soothing fire

Jonah

The following day I went to his house. He's outside, leaning on the building.
"hay egan"
He looks in my direction and walks over to me with his hands in his pockets.
"so, umm, what now?".
"Could I come in?"
Avoiding my eyes, he says yes in a low voice.
"Great, I'll follow."
He leads into the building, which looks run down and flies garbage everywhere in the hallways. I feel pretty sad he's living in this dump. Maybe we could get an apartment together. I put the thought away for now. We enter his room. It was lovely, with light red and black curtains and black sheets, and he had a closet with very few clothes. He leads me around the place I sit in the bed. He was exhausted from the walk here, almost across town. Thanks for the buses.
"This is quite a nice place, egan."
"I know it's different from what you used to, but it's home" he sounds sad when saying that.
"we could live in our apartment closer to college. Does that sound alright?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. I'm dang-"
He moans in pain, touching his head.
"egan?"
He looks at me, his eyes flickering back and forth, glowing red and brown.
The curtains immediately blaze with fire.
"egan!?"
Still looking at me, I felt I needed to help. I try to comfort him by rubbing his shoulders. He calms down, and his eyes turn back to  Brown.
Him looking at the ground, I see the curtains are gone.
"Are you alright does that happen often?"

"I told you I'm dangerous this friendship is treacherous for you; I could kill you and this world."

"what do you mean?"

"visions, I have visions of me burning the entire world. I was almost close to doing it. It would have been so close. I would be so happy, and the voice helping protects me."

"why you can't stop it."

He laughs, "it's in my nature, my destiny. I sometimes want to end it all, but I stop."
He places his hand on his heart.
"I'm weak; I have to end it all. There's no other way but-."

I feel lame. He's been carrying these visions of the end; no wonder he doesn't want like people that much. He's not weak. He stops himself from doing it because deep inside him, he cares, I believe.
"maybe with me, the visions can do away. I look at egan is see he's going to it again—eyes flickering back and forth, breathing one final breath. I'm scared, heart thumping. I touch him, his heart racing; I feel it, and he looks at me, shocked.
"what-"
"breath egan in here, vision yourself unrestricted, free."
His heart slows down, still looking at each other. Feeling relieved, I lean on his shoulder, catching my breath. He does the same. We sit there for a few minutes in silence.
He quietly cries, and I rub his chest.
"it's ok, everything is fine."
I'm trying to help him out and keep calm. I think it's working. I believe him when he says he can and will destroy this world and give in to his visions. To let go and wipe everything must be pretty scary. I'm here now; maybe he will let go, but not now. Currently his only friend ever. I will be damn if I give up on him. He stops crying, wiping his eyes.
Then he says.
"I suppose I should thank you, huh."
"no, this is what friends are for."
He says nothing lying down on his bed and closing his eyes; I remove from him, turn to my side to look at him, and take a nap.