Chapter 8 - Fiery Emotions

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I was back in my old house. Mom was delicately patting her face with her powder puff and Dad was fixing the lock on the bathroom door. We were a happy family again, but it didn't last long. I wanted them to play with me but they refused. I was only little and I had a short temper.

Suddenly, the fire broke out. It made me feel powerful, it made my parents scared and merciful so to prove a point I made it grow, until I could no longer control it. Everything around me was alight with bright oranges and flickery yellow flames. I pulled at Mom's arm but she wouldn't get up. I ran down the hall but the smoke blinded me and choked me. I didn't know where I was going and I was scared. I kept shouting for my Dad but he I couldn't hear him amongst the roaring flames. I ran in circles, bumping into things, growing weaker and weaker until...I woke up.

Gray was shaking my shoulder. "Brigid wake up, you have to wake up."

I sensed a hint of urgency in his voice and my eyes shot open, determined to escape from the terrible thoughts that were haunting my sleep.

"What's wrong? What happened?" I asked in a panic, wondering if I was shouting in my sleep again. These nightmares were no stranger to me. Sister Esther had came into my room numerous times when I lived in the convent, saying that I had been screaming in my sleep.

"There was a fire. A small one, but it's out now. Go back to sleep." Gray whispered kindly.

It was happening again, my emotions were getting the better of me and I was destroying the things around me. How could I possibly go to sleep now? What if it happened again? I lay down in my sleeping bag, eyes wide in fear as I was determined not to fall asleep again.

Gray was still beside me and he placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder.

"You have a fever, you need your rest, don't fight it." Gray whispered and he genuinely seemed concerned as he took me in his arms in attempt to comfort me. His skin was cold on mine and I guess, with his skin as cold as ice and mine radiating with warmth, together, we made the perfect temperature. Which helped as I soon drifted back to sleep, my mind absent from nightmares.

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When I woke up, Gray was gone and a feeling of worry and sadness passed through me. I got up and chose a red sweater and brown combats to wear and when I was dressed I folded up my sleeping bag and made my way outside with the intention to find Gray. I noticed light trails of smoke tracing the foggy, morning air and followed them until I found him.

"I'm making toast." He claimed. "I thought it would be best to keep the fire well away from you." Gray smiled, obviously in reference to last nights events. "Wouldn't want that to happen again."

"I..I have a secret." I said softly. But, if I was going to be spending all of this time with him, he had the right to know what I was. Especially if it was going to endanger him. I owed it to Lavender to protect him, she had lost one child already and I wasn't going to be responsible for her losing another.

"I know." Gray replied. "You have fiery eyes, you're never cold, your have a witches bloodline and also, anyone can see you're different. Special even."

I didn't think it could be so obvious, but then again, Gray grew up with magic. His mother educated him on it, what would be weird is if he didn't notice my abilities.

"I still don't understand how it went out though." I thought aloud. "I've never been able to put one out before." I truly was puzzled, the fire seemed to have extinguished itself as soon as I had woken up.

"I have a secret too." Gray said with a smirk, displaying a small dimple on his left cheek.

"You did it? But how?" I asked, furious that he could do it and I couldn't.

Gray ignored the anger in my voice. "I'm what we call a 'lesser'. I can do small things like put out your little fires because I'm a lesser of water but I'm not powerful like you, Miss Child Of Fire.

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