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Note: St. John Allderdyce (Pyro’s) POV
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The silent and slow blood dripping
down my arm, the deep crevasse cut that it falls from and my winces of pain all
make me feel like I’m alive again. I
sigh as I put the knife down and start playing with the cut, a smile crossing
my face.
My room surrounded by me is orange
and red, my favorite colors. It has
multiple candles burning everywhere. I
always keep them burning. Always. If they die,
I buy new ones with the money I get from writing my novels.
I grin playing with the cut,
opening it with two fingers and seeiow dow deep a piece of stray paper will fit
inside of it. My hands are gnarled from
messing with fire in my earlier mutant power days, and as my thoughts slip the
paper drips into the cut making it bleed.
I yelp and pull it out, just
throwing it. I look at all the pretty
drops of blood dripping down my arm as they do, and I lap at them slowly. Blood has no taste but the first. The first is always so sweet.
“Crikey!” I yelp. The paper fell on some candles, quickly
spreading.
Fuck it, I give up.
I place my hands inside two
candles, cupping them and reach the fire across the room all the way to the
ceiling. Never mind, I can still get
out. The fire is so pretty… It’s warm and hot and it provides me with
shelter. I smile and walk towards my
exit, knowing I’m a good actor I am going to pretend it was a mistake.
I grab my books off the shelf. There’s only four of
them I have wrote, and those are the ones I take. As I turn towards my exit again, I yell as a
beam comes crashing down against my leg.
“Blimey… I…
I… Can’t get loose… SOMEONE, HELP ME!”
I try to lift the beam off my leg,
but I can feel the flames licking my back.
As long as the touch my body I can manipulate them, but I can’t make
them any smaller. I yell again. Blood is dripping down my back.
I… I’m being burned alive… I scream
and get so dizzy as someone suddenly rushes in with
inhuman speed and throws the beam off, and runs off with me.
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“Pietro… Pie Pie?”
He hates when I call him Pie Pie. He sneers and
looks off. “Your back needs skin grafted
from your foot, which is broken you daft pyromaniac.”
I grinned weakly.
We had to bring you to a
hospital… They may not treat you as well
because you’re a mutant and everyone knows it, but it’s a chance Pyro… I couldn’t lose you…”
“Really?”
“Really St. John.”
He fingered my hair, the headband… And
it snapped. I jumped and screamed from
the pain. “Shh shh… Quiet…” he rubbed my arm, then turned it around.
He looked at me angrily.
“You’ve been cutting again.”
“You can’t prove that.”
“These cuts are… Well, cuts.
You’ve been cutting again!” he threw down my arm angrily.
“You stupid fool! You’ll ruin your—No, both of our lives! I love you, and you just keep doing this!”
I grimaced.
“Then you’ll be happy to know I’m
the one who caused the fire, you egomaniac.”
Pietro threw his hands up.
“What in the fuck can I do with you
St. John? You keep trying to commit suicide, you keep
cutting, and you keep doing drugs, and where the hell does it bring you? No where!”
“The cutting consoles me; the drugs
console me and help me write, and the suicide would make me happier then my
life with you!” I yelled back.
He froze.
There was a candle lit by my
bedside. I put my finger in it, trying
not to scream from the pain, and snaked the fire slightly above his arm.
“Goodbye.”
He shot the fire at Pietro who
screamed and flailed for a few moments, before dropping. St. John
lowered the flames onto the bed, which uickly caught
fire.
“See you in hell.”
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