Burning Impulse

Just a reason part 3: dejiuv

A revolution begins when the desires of many are addressed by the actions of one. It's a ripple of change that starts when the first stone is cast at those in power and only ends when one side lies defeated or if two sides become one.

 Aiden Mathis: Played by Theo James

      Taylor Sheilds : Played by Troian Belliserio

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"I HATE YOU!" I scream with tears threatning to sream over.   "IM SORRY I CANT JUST SHUT MY FEELINGS OFF AND ON WITH A FLICK OF A SWITCH LIKE YOU!"

                                      *10 hours earlyer*

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I awaken to be in a pool of sweat. Hot tears run down my face. My breaths are unsteady and my heart beats rapidly.

I wipe the sweat from my forhead and crul into a ball. I feel the pain in my stomach and  ignore it.

A pair of eyes stare though my soul as my heart starts to slow. My visions blurry through tears but i see a figure move closer to me. I expect it to knock me out agian but to my suprise it raps its arms around me. "Its not real, it was just a nightmare" Someone whispers into my ear. I quickly recognize the voice as  Aidens and jump out of his strong arms. He stands up and walks closer to me and holds out his  arms for me. I look around the room for a way out and realize that im in the apartment and its about 3:00am. He takes a step closer and another and yet another, untill his hands are on my shoulders.   I hit his shoulder repeatively trying to back away.  "Come here" He wispers like a father compforting his child.

 "No" I say quietly.  "Come here" He repeats.

His mucels pull me in to a tight embrace. I try to get away but I cant. Some how his warmth and comfort brings me back from the abiss of fear.  I cry into his sholders slowly but shurely start to hug him back.

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Hours later when the sun rises I awake once agian to find myself clutching Aidens shirt as if my life depends on it. We lie on the couch. I sit up and rub my eyes. As if almost on cue Aiden wakes and rubs my sholder.

"You ok?" He asks in his musky morning british accent.

"My mothers not dead. My father lied to me, like always to protect me." I say rubbing my nuckels. "How do you know?" he asks. "A dream." I tell him. "And you trust this , this dream?"He asks.  "It wasnt just a dream, it was a memory." I awnser standing up.  He grabs the inside of my elbow and   asks "Are you sure your okay?"                                              

"I needed someone, you walked through the door don't let it go to your head."

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"Whats your plan?" I ask openly.  No awnser. "Dont tell me you dont have a plan," I almost yell.

"This person, what exactly did he say about bringing me and how it would be arranged?" I ask. "Well?" I ask after awhile of no answer. "He said I have to bring you in the next two days. And if  I dont bring you or try something like pull a gun on him, then he would kill all of you." He says angerly, Almost enoyed like he has the right to be anoyed, at me. im pretty shure its supposed to be the other way around. "What do you mean all of us?" I ask. "He would kill your dad, your brother, my sister, in that order, then he would kill you slowly and make me watch. And last he would kill me..." He say shamefully.