Chapter Eighteen

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"I can't take it anymore."

"Then deal with it."

"Its not as easy as you think, its.. full of pain."

"It won't stop. You need to stop restraining yourself."

"You're not helping." Ashton muttered as he closed his eyes and let the burn sensation fill his body again.

It was freezing outside, but this time it bother Ashton as much as the last time. He was laying on the grass outside, burning hot and letting the cold wind feel good against his burning skin.

Luke just stood above him and watched at his bare chest becoming red everytime Ashton took a breathe in.

Ashton clenched his teeth when he felt the warn raise once again and fill his skin to a hotter degree.

He tried holding back a scream and Luke couldn't take it anymore, he placed his palm on Ashton's stomach and made him feel more warmth, using his energy.

Ashton tried pushing him off but it was too late, sweat already formed on his forehead and he pulled himself to sit as he screamed.

He felt like his fingertips are lighting with small flames and he tried telling Luke that what was happening to him is not normal, that its worse then the other times but then flames surrounded him and he couldn't see Luke anymore.

Luke didn't expected that and he took a step back once he felt the burning too close to his face.
Ashton stood frozen in his place, not knowing what do. His face burned and he narrowed his eyes, the fire was too close and he couldn't escape.

Smoke filled his nose and he started coughing.

"Lose control Ashton, now." Luke ordered loudly enough for Ashton to hear, but Ashtons body was burning and all he wanted was it to stop. Tears filled his eyes and he couldn't do it anymore so he fell on his knees and let his vision go blurred while trying to ignore Luke's shouts and the smoke that suffocated him.

He looked up at the blue skies and a memory of his father appeared infront of his eyes, he suddenly remembered the horrible scar that appeared on his mother's back and how he was always afraid to ask what happened.

And then he father took him out one day and told him she was in a fire when she was seventeen, short time after she gave birt to Ashton.

Realizion fell on him like a huge weight and he finally released everything he was holding in.

Everything exploded and Luke had to move back a lot more and watched as the fire around Ashton exploded and Ashton was no longer in his view.

There was a huge booming sound and the flames spreaded in the back yard, making their way to Luke's house. Luke was too shocked in order to do anything, he didn't think that's how Ashtons burst would be.

He quickly stopped the fire and stopped the flames from spreading, using his energy to put the flames down. It took everything a minute to go back to normal but when it did, he saw Ashton laying on the ground.

He came closer to him and he could hear his heart beats but Ashton still looked dead. He pulled him to lay on his back so he could see his face clearly and was surprised to see no damage was done to him. His face were stained along with his clothes but either then that, he was in one piece.

"Hey kid?" Luke shoke him.

"Ashton?" He shoke him harder but Ashton didn't budge, that was until Luke grabbed his legs and held them up, making the blood run to his head.

Ashton took in a deep breathes and it took him a few minutes but he eventually opened his eyes, feeling the anxiety of what just happened filling him.

His eyes were glassy and dazed and he couldn't seem to focus at the moment. He finally felt free, he didn't felt the warm again and he didn't felt like it might attack him again in any second.

Luke hovered above him and made him focus his gaze, staring at Luke now.

"Well?" Luke raised an eyebrow and all Ashton could do was nodd.

"I told you." Luke then grabbed his wrists and pulled him to sit.

"Now you need another shower." Luke joked but Ashton still stayed dazed, unable to think or concentrated on what Luke wanted.

"C'mon human, get it together." Luke slapped his cheek gently.

Ashton blinked repeatedly and then frowned, slowly regaining his mind.

"I.. I exploded." He whispered.

"Yeah you did, and you burned some of my house in the process."

Ashton looked aside, to the back of Luke's house and saw how black stains appeared on his wall as well. He smiled and then a short laugh left his lips.

"I'm glad this is amusing you." Luke stared at him and tried to ignore the dimples that popped deeply in the corner of his lips.

He pulled him to stand and Ashton walked into the house, without Luke helping him. He now felt a lot better and he was glad he was finally over with it.

"Just get in the shower I'll bring you clothes." Luke took a look at Ashton's clothes, that were actually his and realized they can't be saved so he will probably just throw them.

Ashton ignored him as he walked to the couch and laid on it, closing his eyes and making Luke glare at him. He drifted to sleep and Luke sighed, trying to hold back his annoyance about the way Ashton ignored everything he said.

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