Ignite

The Room

I slowly peel my eyes open. My head throbs. I am in a bed. More importantly, an comfy bed. I grab the cover and wrap myself in the warmness. I never want to leave my warm cave but curiosity gets the better of me. I slowly start to remember what happen on the battle field and I shot up. I check my side and it's all healed.  The room is all dark. I check to the sides of the bed and there's no one there. What happen to that boy that I healed? How did I get here? Am I scared of blood? 

I reach for the side table and turn on the lamp. I let the light illuminate the bedroom, the walls are a dark blue. The blue that is almost black. Their is a wooden closet in the corner. All the doors are open and clothes are just hanging out of it. Wait a second... I look down and see that I am in pajamas. Wait a second! someone undressed me to put these clothes on me. A shiver runs down my back. I am not conformable with a random stranger putting clothes on me. I feel exposed and naked now. Ugh, I been awake for not even five minutes and I know someone in this place has seen me naked.
There two doors in the room. One with light showing under the door, the other one is dark. Well, in scary movies they always go in the one that is not light up. Wait, am I getting logic from a scary movie. I shake me head and walk into the dark room. It's just a bathroom, everything is white: the tiles, the walls, the toilet, and even the shower curtain. The white is almost blinding. I put my hand against the wall, yup I basically as pale as this wall.

I look in the mirror in front of the sink. I see my face. I look sad and almost dead. My hair is just sagging and suffocating my face. My lips is almost a light purple. My eyes are still an ocean blue but their are these purple rings around my eyes. I need a shower.

I turn on the water but nothing comes out. What the hell! I turn on the sink and again no water comes out. I can't even take a shower I stumble out of the bathroom almost tripping on the door jam.I look up and see him. I stand still. His eyes grow huge. Wait was I not suppose to be in here. Was this not mine room. Oh my god, did I sleep walk? Shit. I better start the conversation.

"Hey, I literally just woke up here" I say fast, feeling guilty.
"No.. It's fine.. I just wasn't sure you were going to wake up" I give him a confused look, and he continued, "The healers said you were beat up pretty bad and you mind was probably trying to fix itself and you weren't accepting the medication they were giving you"
I bit my lip and smile as I think of a response after a second I say "Thank god I have the luck of the Irish on my side." He gives me the what the fuck look. Nice good job Nat, you try to lighten up the situation and you basically made everything implode on itself. I just stare at the ground. My dad would hate me right now. I start to feel the heat build up in the room. I honestly have no idea what to say.

Wait I remember my name its Natalie. I am not nameless. I have been named.
I look back up to see him talking to me. Then he takes a step closer to me. I give him a questioning look and take a step back.
I think he wants more than a conversation. I am in his clothes and in his room. "I was passed out for the whole time right?" I say "uh.. Yes .... Why would you ask me that?" "Well I am in your room and in your clothes" I bit my lip and his face turn pink a rosy red. I just crack up. I start to roll around the ground crying tears of laughter. "I so hate you." He said. "You wish you can hate me, Rosey." I begin to get up before he explodes or something.

I begin to walk out into the hall and I was pulled back into his room. "You can't leave yet." I star daggers in his eyes "You can't just keep me here." I look down and see flames at my feet. I jump back scared shitless. Omg I just created a monster. I look up at him and be just laughing. Now I am pissed. I won't let him get back at me so quickly because of something I created. The fire is slowly feeding itself.

I focus on the flame, the fire starts to grow and grow. Fire meet gasoline. Then I snap out of my daze of being embarrassed. I look up to see the fire almost grazing the ceiling. Ok, I know I was mad but I don't want to burn down his whole room and the whole building. That was not part of the plan. I try to focus on the heart of the fire. I am trying to stop this beast. I start to outline the word stop in my head. I finally scream "STOP YOU STUPID PIECE OF DESTRUCTION!" POOF! with a whoosh it was gone. All was left was the black marks on the floor and the ceiling.