Found
A continuation of Suffering and Lost
For HelloLish
Warren had been walking home from work when he had spotted something moving in the alley.
Not really thinking about it he had continued walking, the person nothing more then shadow in the darkness from the overhanging roofs.
Then said person had shifted and he had caught a glimpse of brunette hair, pale skin, and ice blue eyes.
Will.
Trying to wrap his mind around the fact the the person he had been torturing for the past few months was lurking in the shadows of an alleyway, Warren had moved closer to see what it was he was doing.
To his shock he had seen the blood spilling onto the pavement and the deep cuts in the younger boys wrists.
Rushing forward Warren went down on his knees.
Knowing that there was no way he was going to let Will die Warren did the only thing he could.
He checked for a pulse feeling it's faint beet pulsing under his fingertips.
He then conjured some fire knowing he had to act quick or lose the boy.
Forcing the fire in his hands through Will's vain, Warren could feel Will's wounds healing, the cuts closing.
At the back of his mind, Warren knew that this was his fault.
Knew that he had pushed the boy to this, and it made him want to scream.
He hadn't set out to deliberately hurt Will, he didn't even know how it started.
After save the citizen Warren had gone back to the locker room his humiliation giving way to anger.
He had intended to scare the boy not hurt him.
But somewhere between the pushing and shoving and heated words his anger had reached boiling point and he had lost it.
Forcing himself on the only person that really didn't see him as just a freak.
Will was different than the other kids and Warren knew it, his differences are what attracted Warren to him in the first place.
That, however, hadn't stopped him from lashing out and causing more pain to the younger boy than he could ever hope to repair.
And even worse, he had continued with the torture, telling himself all the while that Stronghold deserved this for what his parents had done to him and his father.
He knew better.
Nobody deserved what he had put Will through.
In the end Warren had looked at himself in the mirror one day and had become disgusted with what he saw, what he had done, what he had become.
He had become so violently ill that he had had to miss school and his mother had to take him to the hospital because he hadn't stopped throwing up.
He had decided then and there that he had to keep away from Stronghold or he would just continue to hurt.
Not that keeping his distance had been any better.
He had watched Will's friends all but abandon the boy, leaving him to himself and his pain.
He had watched as Will had become more and more withdrawn to the point that even he was beginning to worry.
But he hadn't expected this.
The desperate search for a way out, and escape from the misery.
Suicide.
He never thought his actions would have driven Will to this.
Knowing he had to at least try and make things right, Warren watched as the wounds healed.
Once he was sure, he gathered the boy up in his arms and headed for his apartment, leaving the bloody scene behind.