The Balavans

Chapter 6: How?

1 month later

I sighed as I rolled myself down to the kitchen, looking for some cereal. I searched for a little while before realising that Dominic had put the good cereal on top of the fridge, which meant it was his cereal. He always made sure to put the cereal I ate usually in the bottom cupboard so I could reach it, but apparently he'd gotten tired of me stealing his.

I looked around pointlessly, since Dominic was out with Laelynn and Tyrell, and pulled a table chair closer to me. I'd done this before, climbing onto the counter without legs, but didn't mean I liked it. This last month of rolling myself around had given me some alright biceps, but still didn't mean I was like, The Rock or someone.

I shook my head and focused on not tipping the chair as I pulled myself onto it, slowly climbing my way up a couple more chairs before finally managing to pull myself onto counter. I shook my head again and wondered if a box of Wheaties was worth the effort, but after a second I decided it was. I carefully pulled my legs up and turned around, arranging them so I was sitting on my knees.

I'd gotten good at that, manoeuvring my legs so I wold seem to be sitting on my knees or heels, but it felt weird. Because I could see myself sitting on my legs, feel it in my bum, but I couldn't feel it in my legs. They were completely numb. I reached up carefully, knowing what it felt like when I lost balance and fell over, and from this height with the three chairs under me, that thought was kind of frightening.

After a second of fishing I managed to grab the box of cereal and gave a small 'ha' of victory. I set it into one of the chairs under me and carefully maneuvered myself around so I could push myself off the counter and into my chair. I hadn't done this before, but I thought I could do alright.

I scooted as close as I dared to the edge of the counter and pulled my chair next to me, making sure the breaks were still on before closing my eyes and pushing myself off the counter. I landed odd, but managed to make into my chair and I let out a shaky victorious and shocked laugh. I shook my head and moved myself around before reaching for the cereal, setting it into my lap and putting the other chairs back.

I rolled myself happily to the living room, planning on curling up with the cereal and watching some Supernatural. I managed to get onto the couch and curled up, turning on the episode I'd left off on, LARP and The Real Girl (Season 8 Episode 11) and opened the box. I took a handful of the cereal and munched on a little of it, almost choking later on as Charlie came into the episode. She was my queen and it had been too long since I'd seen her.

I squealed happily as she stared at Sam and Dean and gigged to myself, not hearing the front door open. I heard it when it closed though, and immediately sat up, scared. Dominic wasn't supposed to be home yet, he said about 5, and it was only 1. I set the cereal off to the side and paused the show, listening hard. My flames crackled under my skin, setting me on edge.

I focused on the doorway, not paying any attention to anything else as I listened as hard as I could. Suddenly, I heard the sound of fabric behind me and whirled around before everything went dark.

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I woke to a sharp smack across my cheeks, a gasp flying from my throat. My eyes jerked open and everything was blurry, seeing as they'd taken my glasses when whoever it was took me.  I assessed myself and realised I was only in a pair of boxers, tied to a table.

"Awake finally, are we?" the person in front of me said sarcastically as he walked away muttering to himself and I gasped.

Galvin Cox.

"H-How did you get out of jail? How did you survive what Ryo did to you?" I stuttered out, my voice hoarse. He laughed, shaking his head. "Dominic didn't do a lot to me, just gave me some wicked scars on my shoulders," he replied and horrified I realised that he used Dominic's real name. "So, Paxton, do you want to know why I'm here and why you're here? And not your precious boy toy?" he asked and I shook with terror and a spark of fury.