The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)

Chapter two.

I wake in the fetal position on my cement floor, my throat burns bad as I test it out by saying my name and then Chaos's but all that comes out is black thick smoke. I look at my scorched walls that used to be pearl white now they're charcoal black. I hear a knock at my door and see Night standing in the door way staring down at me. He closes the distance between us and smiles at me.

"Good morning Fire, I brought you some water. I thought you might need it from screaming all night." His smile fades some but it still stands, I don't return the smile and instead I flash him my death stare until he fidgets and hands over the water to me.

"Thanks," I reply after I guzzle down the whole glass of water. I wipe my mouth and lift my head up and see he has squat down to my level and is looking straight at me. "What?" I spit out the word with such hatred it makes Night stand and look at me sheepishly.

"Did it scare you," he takes his eyes off of me and spins around looking at my walls the whole time. "You know, the first time you went hot head, did you get scared or get a bigger ego?" Now I smile and he cocks his head to the right, he does that a lot. He actually looks like he wants an answer. I nod my head and see that isn't enough he wants to know everything.

"Yea," I rub at my throat and try to gargle with my spit for a moment and then continue.

"Oh sorry if your throat still hurts I can come back another time," he moves toward the door to leave but I quickly stand up to stop him but my limbs still seem to be asleep and they cave in under me. Night catches me before my butt can hit the ground, his strong arms wrapped around my waist. These are the times that I wished I had hair to hide behind, because I was blushing hard. It was a strange feeling that I had never felt before, I didn't like it.

"No it's fine," I push myself away from him and stand on wobbly legs and hobble over to my bed while Night stands by the door awkwardly. "I was starting to wonder when you were going to ask me about being on fire." I pause and sigh. "It scared me because all of a sudden here I was upset with my dad about something that doesn't even matter anymore, and bam I'm on fire." I smile at the memory of me running around the house looking for some water to put it out, when in the end I just jumped into our swimming pool.

"Did you cry when you found out your hair was gone?" He looks at me with such awe and joy in his eyes it makes me smile, like everything I'm saying actually matters to someone.

"Yes I was moping around the house for days." I rub my bald head and wince, still soar. "My dad laughed his head off when he told his friends everything that happened. I finally understood why I caught fire it's because my mom was human and my dad being the devil I was caught in between. I can only catch fire when I'm angry but my dad can do it whenever he wants to impress others." I let out the breath I had been holding for a while now, I was afraid Night would go running out of my room when he heard what I had to say.

"Have you touched it?" I squirm in my skin, this is the dreaded question, I was afraid he was going to ask.

"No and I don't plan to either." Night gets fidgety and I know what he's going to ask. " No you can't touch it either," he looks at me in shock as if I was the one who asked to touch fire.

"I wasn't going to ask, I was going to ask, I was about to ask how did you send that girl up in flames. I can't even get over the white line and the first time you travel to the surface you can send a piece of you over and nothing happened to you. You saw how bad I was shocked," he grabs my hands in his hands and I feel myself blush again. "So I want to know what's so special about you," I raise my eyes from my hands to look up him and I see he's leaning in to kiss me. I pull away, yanking my hands out of his and tumble off of my bed. I stand quickly and rise to my feet and stand, I walk to my door and pull it open.