Saraphina

Ch. 8 Better Than You

Saraphina;
"Your stance was off," I told Calli and Xander. "You both are too open. I could come by with my little knife here and get you in the throat," I said, fake knifing Calli in the neck. "And I could cut open your chest with ease, X. Get your head out of the gutter!" I said.

He looked through me. "X?" I said. "X!" I snapped, and he snapped into focus. "Where is your head?" I asked. "Your hair," said Calli. "He was counting the hairs on your head," he explained like it was normal. I shook my head. "Listen X," I said. "I get it, you don't like fighting unless it's life or death, but it will be soon. You need to know how."

"I know!" he snapped. "I get it! Fight or die, but how come I'm being forced to do this? I don't want to be here, and I don't want to hurt/kill anybody! I don't want to hit girls and I just want to go home!" He stormed off, angry.

Oh great. I felt Calli's eyes burned into the back of my head. "What?" I snapped. "Aren't you going to go after him?" he asked. "No," I said getting in fighting stance. "C'mon," he said. "If I have a mental breakdown, can I not do this?" "Calli," I warned. "No fair!" Calli whined. "He fought me, but I have to fight Ms. Crazy-Psyco Bitch?" Ms. Crazy-Psyco Bitch? Is that my new name now?

"Calli there are fates worse that fighting me," I said. "Oh really? And those are?" Calli asked. "Loosing to me, or making me angry," I said. He cringed. I didn't know why, though. He knows my secret. Saphira rolled her eyes "Hows about I take it from here?" Saphira asked. "I'll care of him Ms. Crazy-Psyco Bitch," Sapphira said. "You get X." I didn't know where Ms. Crazy-Psyco Bitch came from, but I decided to deal with it later. I had to find a boy going through a mental breakdown.

I found him pretty easily. He was trying to go outside, and because I'm in charge of him, they paged me. I shook my head at him. "I caught him trying to go outside," informed Lee. "I know," I said because if I didn't he'd be in a world of trouble. I hated lying to him, but X and I had a matter to attend to.

"I told him to meet me outside, now, stand aside." I took Xander and drug him outside. "Alright," I said. "We're out here!" I said, folding my arms over my chest despite the rain. "Why did you want to so bad?" I asked. He looked around as if he's never seen rain before. He was astonished, purely so. "X," I said. "Don't call me that," he sighed.

"Listen X," I started. "Do you not listen?" I ignored the question. "As your trainer, it is my responsibility to ensure your readiness in the real world." I continued. "Why are you pretending like I'm not talking?" "If you're not ready, you not only put yourself in danger, but everyone else as well. You need to come back down to-"

He grabbed me by my shoulders. I looked at him with an evil glare. "What in hell are you doing?" I demanded. "What does it matter?" he asked. "What does it matter? Are you really saying that?" I asked. "It matters because you could've gotten in trouble," I said. "You could've gotten me in trouble, also, you're hurting me. Let me go!" I said.

"Me, me, me, me, me! That's all you care about!" he said, pushing me. "It's all about status to you isn't it?" he accused. "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked. "It means that you are a snob! You don't even eat with your sister or your brother! Do you even talk to them?"

I was getting mad. How can he say something like that? "The only person you care about is another dead snob!" he said. A tree snapped somewhere close. Something in me snapped. "Joseph was the sweetest, bravest, smartest, gentlest young man you can only wish to be!" I yelled. "You're pathetic! No will to live! No sense of team playing! I have cared for people more than you could understand! You know nothing about me, so don't you dare make assumptions! You have no right!" I was yelling.

"I know enough to say that you don't care about anyone!" he accused. "You act all big and bad until you're hurt! Because, if memory serves," he said. "When we met, you were a bloody mess! We're you better than me then?" "What?" I said. "When did I ever say I was better than you?"