ONE OF US IS BURNING (ONE OF US IS LYING FANFIC)

Chapter 33: Nate

I don't know what happened.

And,

for the record,

I didn't know if I wanted to know.

I opened my eyes to find myself in an unexpected position.

One I've frankly never been in before.

Burning.

Alive.

Inside and out.

I'd love to say I felt fine.

But,

this was not the convient time to lie.

Unfortunately.

I woke up to the empty room.

all nothing surrounding me but fire.

but it didn't seem to be affecting me.

I got up,

slowly,

and groaned.

Sure,

it hurt,

but I could handle it.

I looked over the shoulder of the chair next to the bed.

There lied a note,

my leather jacket,

and a burner phone.

I picked up the note.

'Sure, you may hate me-

but I don't hate you.

And I know you'll be awake by tonight.

Divergent, 7 o' clock.

BTW, it's only got 100 minutes on it.

-B'

I sighed strongly and dropped the note.

She was dead to me.

I couldn't even think about her without punching something.

I had no interest in her anymore.

Yet,

I kept going back to her.

I was drawn,

and there was no escape.

I walked myself out of the room.

"NATE! MY BABY!" My mother yells from across the hallway as she runs to me.

She gives me a tight hug.

I may not show it,

but I liked her embrace.

I exhaled as I rested my head on her shoulder.

"Nate, I'm so sorry, baby. I thought you were dead!" She exclaims in her quiet tears.

I've only seen her cry once.

And that was when she dropped that plate on the floor.

She may be bipolar,

but that doesn't mean she cries all the time.

"So did I." I answer softly.

She pulls away and faces me.

She breaks down into her tears as if she was the one burning.

"Mom, I need you to promise me something, okay?" I ask, putting my hands on her shoulders.