A/N: this would have been up a long time ago but there was a problem with my account. then i was away on spring break...

Chapter Thirteen: Murderer

You are by no means a prisoner here, he had said. You can leave at any time. And where was I now? Now I was running for my life. I never should have left. When I had gotten back, John had become a monster. He had grabbed my arm like before only this time, there were no witnesses like at the school. I pulled my sleeve up to look at the burn and felt a new stream of tears down my cheeks.

"This wasn't supposed to be like this!" John had said. In sudden terror, I had made the rain, the same rain I was running through now, I made it come gushing through the window. It swirled around John. In his surprise, he let me go and I didn't hesitate. In my haste, I left all of my stuff. But it didn't matter. I couldn't stand another moment in that place.

I turned to see that no one was following me. But I was lost in New York with no family and no friends. I leaned against a wall in an alley to catch my breath.
"You lost, kid?" asked a voice.

I spun around and saw a man leaning against the adjacent wall, a cowboy hat on his head and a toothpick in his mouth. I started to run away. And he didn't try to stop me. I kept running, my heart pounding that familiar tune. Failure…failure, it beat. Could I go back to the mansion? Would they take me in now that I may have murdered John Allerdyce? I sat in an alley, arms around my knees, tears streaming down my cheeks. I wanted to scream. I had been raised as a Christian but now all I wanted to do was scream at God. Why would he let this happen? Why did I have to be what I was? Why had both my parents died? Why was sitting here in a godforsaken alley, trying to find something stable in what was left of my life? If there was a God, why was all this happening?

That was the moment I lost all faith in god.

In the next moment, I felt the ground shake beneath my feet. I looked up to see them all standing there. Wanda, Tabitha, Blob, Toad, Lance, and Mystique were surrounding me.

"Do you know where John is right now?" Tabitha asked me, her voice thick with hatred. "He's dead. And do you know what?" She pointed a shaking finger in my face. "You killed him!"

A/N: cliffhangers are great, arent they?