Controlling The Fire

Chapter 1

I was nervous.

Bad things happen when I'm nervous.

I start playing with the bracelet on my wrist, reminding myself that everything should be fine as long as I have this on.

I felt a hand on my arm, breaking me out of my nervous fiddling. I looked over to the driver side of the car and saw Aiden, noticing how he kept his eyes solely on the road ahead of us.

"No need to be nervous Aella." He spoke in a soothing voice. "Only good things can come from going to The Academy."

I know he was trying to calm me down, but for some reason his words seemed to make me even more unsettled. 'The Academy', i hated the thought of it. I didn't want to go, i wanted things to keep on how they were. Just me and Aiden. I didn't want to be near other people. I didn't want to have to worry about containing myself, or freak out and accidentally hurt someone. The thought of someone in pain because of me sent chills up my spine. That's whats been plaguing my mind for weeks now, since i found out i'd have to go to The Academy.

I know Aiden felt my discomfort, He always could.

"Aella," He called me in a more serious tone this time. I looked over at him, my arms shaking slightly from my inner distress. I noticed that he was looking at me now, his light brown eyes meeting my grey ones. After a moment of looking into his eyes I felt myself calm down. I let out a breath and felt my body sink down in comfort. When he saw that I calmed down, he looked away from me and put his eyes back on the road. 

"Thank you." I whispered, not daring to raise my voice any higher in case it broke me out of this serene feeling. 

This happened often. I would get worked up, and Aiden would always use his abilities to calm me down. That's what was so special about him. He could control peoples emotions with just one look; Feel what they're feeling with just one touch. That's why he always knew what to say and do around me to make me feel better. It's because of that, that I don't think my parents could've chosen a better carer for me. 

When I turned thirteen, my own ability made itself know. My parents had invited my whole class over for my birthday party, regardless of weather or not I was friends with them. One of the girls I didn't get along with very well started making jokes about my outfit. At first i had brushed it off, I was wearing my favorite pink dress and matching light up shoes, how could anyone not like that outfit? Throughout the party it continued. It felt like she was just following me around and making fun of everything I did. By the time everyone was singing happy birthday to me I had had enough. All I could see was her making faces at me, and I just got so angry. That was the icing on the cake, some would say.

The cake, which was right in front of me, candles burning brightly, when all of a sudden everything stopped. Everyone stopped singing, the candles fire went out, and it was silent for just a moment. A sweet blissful moment before I started hearing the sounds of people gasping for air. Before I started gasping for air, myself. Breathe. I remember repeating that over and over in my head until I was finally able to take a deep breathe of the air that seemed to return around me. It seemed everyone else could breathe at that time too. All except for her, the girl that had been making fun of me the entire day. Susie Green. I think I'd remember her name for the rest of my life. An ambulance arrived soon after, taking her to the hospital, where after many attempts of CPR they were finally able to bring her back. 

That was when my parents deemed me 'dangerous', and hired Aiden to look after me. Since he also had an ability, they thought he would be the best fit to 'deal with me', as my father had kindly put it.