One Way Home

Part VI: Jealousy

You walk into the kitchen, pouring some orange juice into a glass. You yawn, looking outside the window. No one was up yet, so you decide to wait to have breakfast until anyone shows up. You sit at the kitchen table, your elbows resting on the table, and your head resting on your hands. "Good morning". You look up and see Alex standing in the doorway. "Morning". "So... You and Peter huh? Is it official?", he says looking down. "I guess so. Look, I'm sorry I didn't know you liked me too.", you say feeling bad for him. He joins you at the kitchen table. "I honestly didn't know you-". "It's alright. Can we change the subject?", he says. "Alex I can feel your frustration, don't say it's alright when it isn't.", you say putting your hand on his shoulder, but he takes it off. "You're not helping any.", he says and walks away, leaving you alone again. You sigh, a tear rolls down your cheek. It wasn't your intention to make it worse, it's just your stupid mutation what made it worse. You throw the glass of orange juice on the ground out of frustration. You hated everything, your mutation, your family, everything. You started breathing more irregular, angry. You hear the cups and plates in the cubboards already start shaking, but you didn't care. You hide your face in your hand, crying, screaming. Nothing went the way you wanted it to go. Charles rushes off the stairs, followed by the others. "Y/N!", he yells. Plates fell down on the floor, breaking into a million pieces. Suddenly the shaking stopped, you fall towards the ground, Charles freezing you. Peter catches you just before you hit the floor, resting your head on his lap. "Take her outside, she can't break anything there.", Charles says to Peter. You're outside within a second, safe in Peter's arms. The moment Charles unfreezes you, you start to cry again, causing the grass to turn yellow and dry. "I can't live like this Peter. I just can't!", you shout. "Yes you can! I know you can". "You don't understand Peter! You can control it, I don't. I didn't choose for this stupid mutation!", you shout, your sight blurred with tears. "I can't do this.", you whisper. "Y/N, listen to me. You came here with a reason. To get help. It's now your choice if you want to accept that help or not. We will help you, I promise. We all will because we love you.", Peter says, almost starting to cry too. You nod, wiping your tears away. "Come here... It's alright.", Peter whispers and pulls you into a long, warm hug, gently stroking your back. "I swear to God I will help you, no matter what". He kisses your forehead, bringing you back inside.