A Stone Heart In An Iron Vessel

Who is he?

Blake went home after school as fast as he could, as he could here the voices storming after him down the corridor. He burst out of the school to be the first to leave, he ran to the train station and leapt on the first train that was there. He sat on the sweat soaked seat nearest to the door as it was hot and humid day. Sitting in the booth next to him was the girl he drew the picture of. He didn't see her at first, when he put his headphones on, but he saw her out of the corner of his eye, he had never felt what he felt for her before, and he hated it, this needed to be destroyed and forgotten. The girl waved slightly, and he moved to the next carriage. The girl looking after him, sighed slightly, and turned away dejected.
When he arrived home, Blake shuffled up to his room, barging past his parents and ignoring their constant questioning. He sat at his desk with the large lamp cascading light over the piece of a4 paper straightened to be perpendicular to the desk, along with 4 pencils, a worn out rubber, and a pencil sharpener with a rusty blade. He sat there staring at the paper. The rest of his bedroom was bare and blank as though a canvas had been painted on but all the colours had burnt off. He had a bedside table with 3 books on it, Isaac Asimov's Foundation series no.5 (he always threw out the book he finished and replaced it with a new one), Darwin's book on evolution, and the satanic bible which he kept closest to him when he was sleeping. His parents were both protestants and hated his guts for this, but Blake's therapist had told them not to interfere with Blake's life unless he asked them to, which he rarely did. He did at one point have a poster that was from the late 1960's and it depicted the campaign slogan for Richard Nixon, according to Blake it had great value and that he would "sell it with his great collection". This collection consisted off 200 ancient roman coins, a suit of armour he hid in the attic from his parents, and WW2 guns and bullets which he found on his schools trip to the battleground of D-Day. When he was fed up with his life he told his parents about all the stuff he hoarded up in the attic, which they rarely went, and they sold all of the things Blake collected. At this time he started to attend therapy sessions for his social anxiety and depression.
Blake's ensuite bathroom was as bare as his bedroom, the soap was white along with the shower curtains, shampoo, and the cabinet in which all of his medication was stored. He never had braces so he used special toothpaste to really impress his dentist, who was astonished by his mouth, probably because his dentist had a split personality disorder. She would be a sweet young woman, and suddenly turn into a crazy doctor whom most patients are scared of. Blake could relate to her as he had "the schits" (this is his mothers hilarious way of saying schizophrenia). When Blake's mother was drunk she would joke often about Blake's illnesses. Once Blake had diarrhoea and she called him "The shitty schits". Blake did not return home until his mum was sober and she had apologised, and she never apologised. He had to stay at his grans for 3 days until his mum had calmed down.
Aside from the illnesses, Blake was really well behaved, he did almost all his homework, even the stuff from the crap teachers. The only thing that most people would be afraid if him for (if they knew) was that he kept the satanic bible next to him while he slept. Blake took comfort in reading it. The first time his parents caught him with it, they took it from him and burned it to ash, the next morning there was another bible sitting next to Blake. They gave up after 5 attempts. When Blake read the satanic bible to himself he would always turn out the lights in his room and read the words in the moonlight. If it were day and he needed guidance, he would hide in the boiler room and read with the red light from the boiler. He would only use it in extreme cases, as though it comforted him like a wooden mother. He would fall asleep and wake up with something moved in his room, it would usually be his pencil, and it always spelt out the same words on the same piece of paper, "H
     E
        L
           P
             M
                E"
Blake never thought this was anything but just his parents trying to scare him into giving up satanism. He realised it wasn't when he kept dreaming about a girl trapped in a fiery cage in God's grasp.

The same girl sat next to him on the train.