"No, you've got it al wrong. I want to help
you."
"I don't understand."
He stepped closer and placed a hand on my car. "Haven't
you ever wondered just what you realy are?"
you ever wondered just what you realy are?"
My brain staled. "Nothing's wrong with me."
"I never said anything was wrong." He looked like he
wanted to smile but held it in. "You mean to tel me you've never
once been curious, not even a little bit?"
"What are you going on about?" I half-shouted back at
him. My fists began to clench tight, warmth spreading out from my
chest like it had the night before at the bonfire.
Kayden leaned in closer, his face centimeters from mine.
He had no breath as he spoke, "I know what you are. Let me
help."
Without thinking I gave him a push. Blue sparks of flame
crackled under my fingertips, igniting a burst of fire on his clothes.
Kayden stumbled back swearing and yelping. He smacked his
chest like a mad man until the blaze was out.
I stood there, stunned. I looked down at my palms to see
smal kindling sparks dancing over the skin. Somehow it wasn't
burning me. Somehow I was conducting fire. My head felt light, the
world taking a curious spin onto an angle. I crashed into the side of
my car, catching onto the side mirror and knocking it off with me.
My body shook as I spoke, scrambling to my feet and
opening the car door. "You think you know me? You don't know a
thing about me." I shoved my bag inside the car and got in, turning
my neck to see Kayden standing several feet back. "There's
nothing to find out, so stop. Leave me alone, Kayden, or I swear
I'l-"
"You'l what? Kil me? You couldn't hurt a fly. If you had
even an inch of how to control the power you have you wouldn't
even an inch of how to control the power you have you wouldn't
have hurt me even now."
"I don't have any power!" I screamed. Across the parking
lot car alarms al went off at once. Headlights and tailights
exploded and sparked uncontrolably. I shut the door and backed
out, swerving the car until I could see Kayden.
Through the windshield I could barely make out his lips as
they moved. I revved the engine. My threatening words from the
night before came front and center in my mind, echoing with clarity.
"Go ahead and try," the whisper barely came out as I
floored the car and sped past Kayden towards the only safe place
I had left. My little House of Horror.
S I X
Every day that folowed it started the same. Kayden would
be waiting outside my locker, leaning against the wal with a silent
expression of rage fit for a man about to murder everyone in sight.
One look in my direction and the features softened, but only a little.
I opened my locker and shoved in everything for my
afternoon classes, refusing to make eye contact with him. He was,
after al, the one who put this on me. He brought every painful
memory with him. A bug, ready to be squashed.
My locker slammed shut. I stared straight ahead, focusing
on the little metal flaps. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" I didn't look to see.
"I'm waiting, Essalie. Waiting for you to say you're curious, that
you're ready. You know you only have to say the words, and you'l
be that much closer to being rid of me for good." I felt his body
shift closer, leaning into my stone posture. "So much for wanting a
normal life, eh?"
I squared my shoulders tighter and turned, making sure to
avoid even the faintest connection of our eyes. "Don't hold your
breath, demon."
"Even if I wanted to, I'd be okay," he whispered, inching
closer. "Demons don't need to breathe, you see. What about you,
Essalie? Do you need to breathe?"
I bit my cheek. I wanted nothing better than to plunge my
hands onto his chest and burn him back to wherever the hel he
hands onto his chest and burn him back to wherever the hel he
came from. His eyes were a shining obsidian when I stared back at
him.
"Yes, Kayden, as a matter of fact I do. Humans need air
for their