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Betrothed is a bad word

I ran out of school as soon as I had packed up my stuff and was screaming frantically.

"LAYLA! LAAAAYLA? LAY- Oop," I grunted as I banged into someone. I fell down and stood straight back up again. I really needed to find Layla. Unfortunately, I found someone's arms grabbing my shoulders. I would have phased through them, but I was in a panic, so I forgot I could do it.

"Let me go!" I struggled. "I need to find Layla!" I stopped struggling when I wasn't getting free and looked at who was holding me. It was the Pyro-maniac Warren. Thank God, if it had been Layla I would have been so embarrassed, but then again, I wouldn't have to look for her anymore so it may have been better. Oh well.

"Why do you need to find Layla?" He asked curiously and I began ranting.

"Lash isn't speaking to me and it's all because of some misunderstanding and now I need to fix it, but because he won't talk to me, I need to find Layla to ask her what to do about it and you're keeping me here so I can't!" I said all that in one breath and now I was slightly dizzy. Never mind, I'd get over it.

"So, are you going out with Lash?" He asked, obviously bewildered.

"Yes, well, I was, sorta, but then the misunderstanding happened and if you tell Will I will kill you because if he finds out he'll kill me, but if I'm dead then I can't kill you so I'll just have to haunt you for eternity-" I stopped as he put his hand over my mouth.

"I. Will. Deal. With. It," he reassured me but I must've looked doubtful because he added. "Trust me, ok? Later everything will be fine." He let me go and walked off and I suddenly felt very drained. I would have collapsed there and then, but I did want to get home. Great, to get home I needed to find Will because I was not catching the bus with Lash.

"WIIIIIIILL! WILL! WHERE ARE YOU?" Then I spotted him. "OI! WILL! OVER HERE! I NEED A LIFT! IS YOUR TAXI SERVICE OPEN?" He nodded tiredly and I smiled. Finally something was going right. I ran over and managed to jump on top of him and knock him over. Super strength my ass.

"Weeeeeeak," I mocked, so he picked me up with one hand and said, "Right, we're off."

When we reached home I ran straight to my room and sat on my bed. Could I really trust Warren to sort everything out? I was going to anyway but that didn't mean I didn't have my doubts. He was only Warren after all. He wasn't a miracle worker. Except for the creating fire part of him, that's an exception. Argh! I could tell I was going to be up all night stressing about this.

I sat in silence for a good hour just letting my head clear itself of thoughts. I was awoken from my quiet time by a knock on the door. My head snapped up. Lash? I phased through the floor in excitement but picked myself up and sprinted to answer the door. I pulled it open with such force that if I wasn't so weak, I would have pulled it off it's hinges.

"La- Warren?" I greeted dismally. So it wasn't Lash.

"Nice to see you too," he answered dryly. "Said I'd fix it didn't I?"

"You haven't done anything though," I replied sceptically.

"Ah, that's where you're wrong," he smirked impishly and only one thought was in my mind.

"Who did you torch?"

"No one! Well, not really- just, come with me." He began walking off and I followed no questions asked. It wasn't the hope that he HAD fixed things that made me go, I wanted to see who he'd set fire to. He lead me all the way down the road, round a corner and up to the bus stop. There was a very intimidated looking Lash with two scorch marks on his shirt where Warren had obviously grabbed him. As soon as he spotted me, he turned away and folded his arms.

"No, this is what we talked about," Warren growled and his hands set fire again. Lash backed into the wall and nodded obediently. Aw, I really wanted to see what Warren did to him now.

"Now, Blaise is going to explain whatever you're fighting about and you're going to listen," Warren instructed and walked a few feet away so he couldn't eavesdrop. He's a nice guy.

"Ok, Lash I didn't want Will to know because he thinks you're mean so he would have killed you and then stopped me from seeing you, and I didn't want that," I reasoned and his face softened.

"I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions," he apologised and I realised that I really did have feelings for him. He was a completely different guy once you got to know him. He leaned down and pressed his lips gently to mine. Exactly like the first time, but I wasn't so taken by surprise this time. We broke apart and just stood there in each others arms. I looked over at Warren and mouthed 'Thank you'. He gave me a thumbs up but then pointed behind me and made a slashing motion across his neck. I slowly turned around to look behind me and suddenly found myself being ripped away from Lash and I watched in horror as Lash got pushed to the ground and Will strode forward to beat him senseless. Will looked so angry that I knew I couldn't do anything and I knew Warren couldn't either, so I didn't blame him for not stepping forward. There was nothing anyone could do and I found myself screaming at him to stop. Lash wasn't even fighting back, he was just lying there taking it all. Will must've followed me from the house. I couldn't even watch anymore, I shut my eyes, trying to block it out but I could still hear his fist making contact with Lash's face. I heard another scream that wasn't from me and I opened my eyes. I saw Layla controlling a nearby weed and pulling Will up by his arms. He was struggling but he couldn't break free. I ran forward to see to Lash. His eyes were shut and his face was a mess. He needed to get to the hospital, but how could I explain this?