"Sometimes I
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I
Need you to stay away from me"
-Linkin Park, "Don't Stay"
I saw Pyro in the hallway on the way to Storm's class. He was leaning against a doorway, playing with his lighter. I stopped dead as another flashback hit me...
Pyro was leaning against a doorway as I passed him. He was watching me and playing with his lighter. Flick open, light, pause, flick closed. Flick open, light, pause, flick closed. He grabbed my arm and pushed me up against a wall, pinning me to it. He breathed on my face and ran his hands over me, pushing up my loose black shirt, and trying to get my tight black pants unbuttoned and unzipped. It was night, no one was around, but that just made me more uncomfortable. I wanted to puke or faint or laugh or something. I realized he was whispering things like "I want you" and "don't you want me?" I decided on puke. Was he drunk or something? But, sadly, I smelt no alcohol on his breath. I managed to push him off me. To be really honest, I had to use my telekinesis a bit. Pyro was a fairly big guy, a lot bigger than me at 6' and 200 pounds (I was only 5'5 and 130). I got him off and got a safe distance away.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Come on, Artemis, isn't it obvious? Kerri. Diana. I love you."
I narrowed my eyes and raised a hand. "You just crossed two lines in one step and have three seconds to get out of my mind's reach. One."
He didn't move.
"Two."
He looked unworried, belligerent, even. What the hell was he thinking? If he had ever seen me, he knew that if there was one thing I would do right now, it was hurt him. Badly.
Well.
Maybe not.
Maybe just his pride. But still.
"Three."
He went flying back into a wall, sliding down it to the floor. I lifted him up, turned him upside down, and suspended him there.
"One, you do not call me Kerri, and you do not call me Diana. Only the teachers and Kacela get away with Kerri, and only Dr. Grey gets away with Diana. Two, you do not tell me you love me just to get into my pants. Do that ever again and you die."
I walked off, leaving him there. I could sense he got angrier and angrier with every one of my steps. But I didn't care. I would have put him down If I had known the effect that would have on me later. Maybe nothing would ever have happened if I had just put him down as I walked away...
"Artemis? Artemis? Kerri?" I was brought back to reality by Kacela calling my name. I was standing stock-still, staring at Pyro. I took in a deep breath, not having realized I was holding it. I glanced at her and looked back at the walking flamethrower.
"Yeah, I'm okay." And I started walking again. Kacela handed me her sunglasses. I put them on, knowing for a fact that my eyes must be turning colors at the thoughts running through my head. If only I had put him down, maybe things would be different. Maybe...
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I
Need you to stay away from me"
-Linkin Park, "Don't Stay"
I saw Pyro in the hallway on the way to Storm's class. He was leaning against a doorway, playing with his lighter. I stopped dead as another flashback hit me...
Pyro was leaning against a doorway as I passed him. He was watching me and playing with his lighter. Flick open, light, pause, flick closed. Flick open, light, pause, flick closed. He grabbed my arm and pushed me up against a wall, pinning me to it. He breathed on my face and ran his hands over me, pushing up my loose black shirt, and trying to get my tight black pants unbuttoned and unzipped. It was night, no one was around, but that just made me more uncomfortable. I wanted to puke or faint or laugh or something. I realized he was whispering things like "I want you" and "don't you want me?" I decided on puke. Was he drunk or something? But, sadly, I smelt no alcohol on his breath. I managed to push him off me. To be really honest, I had to use my telekinesis a bit. Pyro was a fairly big guy, a lot bigger than me at 6' and 200 pounds (I was only 5'5 and 130). I got him off and got a safe distance away.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Come on, Artemis, isn't it obvious? Kerri. Diana. I love you."
I narrowed my eyes and raised a hand. "You just crossed two lines in one step and have three seconds to get out of my mind's reach. One."
He didn't move.
"Two."
He looked unworried, belligerent, even. What the hell was he thinking? If he had ever seen me, he knew that if there was one thing I would do right now, it was hurt him. Badly.
Well.
Maybe not.
Maybe just his pride. But still.
"Three."
He went flying back into a wall, sliding down it to the floor. I lifted him up, turned him upside down, and suspended him there.
"One, you do not call me Kerri, and you do not call me Diana. Only the teachers and Kacela get away with Kerri, and only Dr. Grey gets away with Diana. Two, you do not tell me you love me just to get into my pants. Do that ever again and you die."
I walked off, leaving him there. I could sense he got angrier and angrier with every one of my steps. But I didn't care. I would have put him down If I had known the effect that would have on me later. Maybe nothing would ever have happened if I had just put him down as I walked away...
"Artemis? Artemis? Kerri?" I was brought back to reality by Kacela calling my name. I was standing stock-still, staring at Pyro. I took in a deep breath, not having realized I was holding it. I glanced at her and looked back at the walking flamethrower.
"Yeah, I'm okay." And I started walking again. Kacela handed me her sunglasses. I put them on, knowing for a fact that my eyes must be turning colors at the thoughts running through my head. If only I had put him down, maybe things would be different. Maybe...