Universe

(9) Anger

March 31st

A little while later Zack push me into a chair at the house. "I don't think you understand that you could of died."

"I did die." I correct. "And besides it wouldn't be the first time."

"Lyra!" He yells.

"What!" I yell back just as loud.

"Lyra you did die."

"I know. I remember the flames."

"Then why don't you get it? Running away is dangerous."

"Why? Because I'm free? Well then, I live for danger." I say sipping on my coke.

Zack eyes darken. "Lyra, you can't-"

But before he continued to yell his phone rang. "What?"

I couldn't hear what was said on the other line, but whatever it was it seemed to make Zack even madder. "I'll be there in 5, I just need someone to watch my Luna."

I roll my eyes as Zack hangs up the phone. "I don't need a babysitter."

"Actrally, you do." Zack says roughly glaring at me.

"Actrally, I don't." I make my peach frosting fly into my hand. "Don't forget who's the witch here."

"Lyra, you better not-"

"Relax, I'm not. I'm hungry." I open up the lid and start eating it. "In case you didn't know, I like frosting. My mother owns a bakery, what did you Exept?"

Before Zack can answer the doorbell rings and Zack goes to get it as I dower in my frosting. Zack comes back with a guy about my age.

"Lyra, this is Mitch he's going to be watching you."

"Yeah, I got that much." I say sarcastically. "I don't need a babysitter."

"Yes, you do. Mitch this is Lyra. Don't let her out of the house." He growls before he leaves.

"Buzz kill." I mutter drinking the last of my coke.

"Want another one?" Mitch asks.

"Sure." He goes and gets me another one from the fridge. It was only when he handed me the can did I feel a coldness run threw my vains.

"You know what I am." I state taking the coke and holding it as Mitch took a seat.

"Exuse me?"

"Let me reprase." I open the can and take a big gulp, before setting it down. I could taste the posion, but being that I've had black poison running throw my vains since I was a baby, it didn't bother me. Not. One. Bit. "Posion dosen't bother me. So if your gonna try to kill me. I would suggest a different way."

Mitch gulps. "How?"

"If you want me to tell you a way to kill me, your gonna have to try a little harder than that." I say.

"No, I mean. How did you knew, I knew?" He asks.

"The poison was a dead give away." I explain. "Next time try a little harder."

"So...your not going to kill me?" He asks, hesitantly.

"No, Mitch I'm not. Believe it or not, I'm not like the other blackstones. I don't believe in taking life's." I say hating to say the word.

"Your a Blackstone?"

"What gave me away? Was it my eyes?" I joke pointing to my dark blue eyes.

Mike laughed a little until he looked in my eyes and then he suddenly froze.

"Mike?" I snap in front of his face. "Mike?"