Burn (Chapter 20)
Previously
Then as quick as it came, it was gone, and I wasn't happy, and I didn't feel anything. Everything's was just red.Now
Red, it's such a overwhelming color. The shades and depth that pore into the idea, it changes all the time. The darkness, the brightness, the all around love or anger you may feel.It shifts with thoughts, you may absorb the color as love and happiness one time, or blood, pain, and suffering another. Anger is a whole other idea. Anger draws things to your mind, like death and causing pain, not feeling it.
Which brings me to where I am now. Inflicting pain.
I scream and push and claw at the one I thought I loved. The one I still do somewhere deep, deep inside of this damned mind. I hate that I can't control this.
My mind seemed to be fighting it self. One side wanted Ace safe and protected. One side wanted to destroy and kill him. Guess which side won.
My black painted finger nails claw and tear the flesh of his forearm. Yanking away from me immediately, Ace pushes himself away.
Remembering that looking him in the eyes caused so much pain, I look at the ground. "Damn it Ace, you really should have left when I told you to." Ripping and tearing at the rope doesn't do anything. I look to the base and see it has a binding clip. It takes the fingerprints of the being that clipped it, so only they can undo it. "Guess your smarter than I thought. I'll have to kill you another way."
He slowly sits up, causing me to pull at the rope even more. I must kill him, I have to. It will make my brother proud, it will make me proud of myself.
"Kat, please. Look at me, look me in the eyes, please." His voice, it's so heart broken. Why, why is it so broken? I smirk, he's in pain, and with that look on, I face him.
The pain, I expected it. It wasn't as brutal as before, but God did it still hurt to see. "Think this would work again did you? No, Acey, I planned this."
Slowly he gets closer to me, never breaking eye contact, not once. Thinking he was trying to trick me, I remembered the small knife in my side pocket and quickly grabbed it. He was quicker though.
He dodged the blade and disarmed my other hand quicker than a blink. I looked down at my hand, I didn't even realise I had loaded another knife in my hand. Looking back up to him to see he was maybe 10 inches away from my face.
"Please, tell me you feel this." I did. I felt the raw pain and sorrow in my gut. The loss of love and happiness. "Even when you aren't yourself you can feel it, I know you can. Your the warrior you always wanted to be, and that's okay, but you still need love. Whether that be friends, or some other kind of love." He takes a break to just look at me.
I feel the two parts of my brain at war again. The need for anger, and the need for love. I shut my eyes, and breathe deeply. Get ahold of yourself. This isn't you, you love him. Stop hurting him. Remember Devon, remember the fear in her eyes.
"A-ace." Stop. No, don't let her take control of you. Fight her. Break her.
"Kat, baby?" The fighting in my head won't stop. The pain in my gut gets worse.
"G-" No. Not again Kat. "Get D-devon." Damn it. "Shut up! Shut up, you excuse of a fighter! Leave me alone. Leave me alone!" At the end of my rant all the lights flicker, and thunder and rain start out of nowhere.
I open my eyes to see Ace gone, my head is like a tornado, and I'm crying like its no ones business. I scream and the entire buildings lights go out, I can feel the pulse of the electricity in my veins. Stunned to feel it, I momentarily forget about the war in my head, and push the limits.
I use the mind barrier that exploded the electricity, to bring it back on. The lights in my apartment shine again and I become confused. I thought I have super speed and control over elements. Is electricity an element I can control to?
I feel a change in the air, and look up to see Ace and Devon there. Looking at Devon, I feel the pain in my wrist start up again. "Damnit healers, get away from me." I cover up my wrist, a habit when I start to feel the pain. It was a sign to Ty, so she can tell when I get the feeling in a crowded room.
Devon starts to walk toward me, which makes me push and crawl as far away from her as possible. When did I get so afraid of a little girl?
She has no fear in her eyes, just determination. About 2 feet from me, she stops and reaches her hand to my forehead. When she touches it, I can feel the power, the feeling of purity and cleansing.
As fast as it starts, it stops. Devon falls to the ground in front of me, and passes out.
"Devon!" I thought it was Ace, but it was me though. Real me. No pain, no fighting, just me. I look to Ace, and see the fight in himself, he can't tell if it's me or not. Can't really blame him. I sigh and try to sit Devon up, which is really hard since I'm tied up. Pulling the small frame up into my lap, I feel for a pulse. It's still strong, she must have went into a trance like state.
"Ace, she's still breathing." Looking back up to him, I see he has crawled over to me. Placing his fingertip on the clip, it breaks open, making me wince. My wrists are sore and bleeding. I have indication marks of the cuffs.
Weakly I say,"Take her, put her on my bed. She needs to sleep, healing me probably drained her." Ace takes my head in his hands and kisses my forehead.
"I love you so much." He whispers into my hair. Picking up Devon lightly, he takes her around my counter tops and to the bed. He quickly comes back to me and pulls me up against him.
The situation took its toll on me, but I still had some energy. "I love you too Ace. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
He just holds me tighter whispering, "Its okay baby, it wasn't you. It was the knife. You had no control." I look up to him, and grab the back of his neck pulling him down to my lips.
We kiss, a slow, reassuring kiss. A kiss that reminds us we are in love, and nothing can change that.
Authors Note
Sorry it took so long to update. Thank you all so much for reading and voting for this story. Shout out to addictedtowriting302 for being the best sister ever. Burn has over 1k reads, which is amazing! Please
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Teen FictionFor as long as I could remember I was different. My tattoo burned, which has never been heard of, at least that I knew of, and I was an orphan. Then I found out I wasn't alone, I never truly was. My eyes were opened to the supernatural, and peo...