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Chapter 22:

Augusta's POV

I wasn't able to leave the TARDIS for several days because of the Doctor.

He was really worried about how I... Felt. It was almost weird. At first, I couldn't use my abilities without accidentally setting a entire room on fire, but now it's more under control, so I should be as fine as I was before, which wasn't very much, honestly.

Anyways, the Doctor has been doing these 'mental exercises' with me because my mental boundaries was the main reason why he wouldn't let me go anywhere.

As for my physical health, has been... Okay.

No, that was a lie. I haven't been able to sleep in the last few days, which causes my powers to fluctuate and sometimes even die out. And, I don't trust myself to eat but the Doctor has noticed this, and sometimes refused to let me leave until I ate everything. Like now, actually.

"Just eat it," he ordered, but my arms were stubborn crossed over my chest and my head turned to the other side. "It's not poisoned, Auggie."

I sighed at the mention of 'Auggie'. It wasn't my name, but he refused to call me anything other than that, so I just decided to ignore it for now. "No."

"Auggie, you're skin and bones, you need some nutrients."

"I'm not going to eat it."

"Fine. What if I eat a bit of it?"

"The poison doesn't affect you Doctor," I suppressed an eye roll. "It'll just taste like normal food."

"And what would it do to you?"

"... It'll take my abilities away."

Another sigh of exasperation left his mouth, "Auggie, how many times do I have to--"

"Don't," I frowned at him, "I don't want to hear it again. I'm not going to eat it." Before he could protest, I whipped off my glove and turned the entire plate to a frozen ice block with several small spikes of ice sticking out.

The Doctor glared at me, "Augusta unfreeze the plate," he scolded in an odd tone I didn't recognize.

"No." Just as I said that, Rose waltzed in the room.

"What's goin' on?" She asked, her colored lips turning into a frown when she saw me, the Doctor, and a frozen block of food on the table.

"She's not eating," the Doctor summarized, turning back to me. "Auggie, c'mon, just eat it."

I didn't saw anything, I didn't want to argue anymore. I was done.

I got up from my seat and went for the door silently, "Where do you think you're going!?" The Doctor shouted behind me, but I didn't answer as I went down the hall.

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I sat in my room, staring silently at the ceiling, rocking back and forth on my hammock bed. A small ice ball dropped up and down beside me as I lazily commanded it to my will.

There was a short rapping at my door, "Auggie?" Rose's voice from behind it called, "Can we talk?"

When she didn't hear a reply, she came in anyway. She wore a short-sleeved pink shirt and suspenders that had shorts at the bottom, black see-through leggings and black boots.

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