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Seeing Blindly: Daydreamin'

| chapter 27 |

(a/n this chapter is so late I knooooow apologizes!)

Fire and ice... hot and cold... they should never mix, but they do anyway. 

Romeo and Juliet... star crossed lovers... forbidden to fall in love, but they die doing it. 

Red and Orange... two of the most dangerous and rare psi known... could burn and destroy cities together with just a snap of their fingers. 

Amara Westwood and Clancy Gray... two of the world's most toxic and powerful kids alive... falling apart.

We built a world of safety and pride where all who come to us will be safe. East River was meant to be the safe haven for every child from all walks of life and upbringing. 

When kids first started dying, I didn't understand. No one did. The one person in my life who did know was Dean. Through everything the world put us through, him and I stayed together for as long as we possibly could. The pinch in my stomach when we found out he was Yellow didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. 

Finding out I was Red? Nope. 

Being told of my mother's death, Dean's sudden dissppearance from his camp... none of it was as painful as the shattering hurt from which Clancy told me what he did. 

It was at least six years ago, but I lived the life. I lived the night of lying in a cold metal room, forced to breathe with a black mask covering my sight to the world. I lived the hot and humid days of running through the woods, evergreen light shining on my face. To see the world, I had to see red... but my eyes are gray. 

Gray... so dull and empty. 

Red... so vibrant and powerful. 

How we were chosen and given our colors is a mystery to me. Why the world did this to me could be both a blessing and a curse. 

Clancy forced me to love him, filling my head with a stronger fire than my own. Now at 16, I've lived a life of staying in one place. 

I know I've moved around - safety of my home to the camp, the facility center with Clancy. Three years later to go away with him and set up East River. Now, I'm standing in the middle of my room, staring at the little black bookbag full of supplies. Water bottle, some protein bars, hairties, a mini first aid kit and one extra pair of clothes. In the dark of my room, the moonlight shimmered on League pendant Clancy left behind by mistake. 

Was I doing the right thing? In his mind, Clancy has to know I was going to do this... right? Clancy knows me better than anyone, but this worked both ways. A small part of me doesnt know him at all. The Clancy Gray probably sleeping alone in our bedroom, dreaming about who knows what is different than the Clancy I grew up with. 

He's intelligent, brave, thoughtful, and the light which my flames birth. Clancy brought me to the light from the darkness. With him, I didn't have to be afraid. 

But I've learned now that it's okay to be afriad. I don't want to runaway all because Clancy shared the dangerous truth. I will not hide in the dark The flames of my forgotten, stolen childhood will ignite the night sky and set the world on fire. 

I looked out my window, gazing upon the world just beyond Clancy's world. The dinners and army meetings and nights of looking into his Orange eyes on a daily basis. That's his life... not mine. 

I took a deep breath and swung my leg over the window sill. The moon was bright, and I knew why. It was lighting up the night for me... to guide me home. To find Liam Stewart.