Reminds me of fire

He felt exhausted. He didn't even know if he was still awake; or alive even. He was lying on his side on the hard floor, his shackled hands in front of him. Kitty hadn't been in to see him almost four days and he was growing restless. It was her visits that kept him going. It was Kitty.

He was about to drift off to sleep when he heard that all too familiar whooshing sound. He looked up and saw her; clad in flannel pajama pants and a black tank top, with a small black zip-up hoodie wrapped around her chest. He felt incredibly small when she stood over him; even though he knew if he were to stand up he would tower of her. He thought it was odd that she was wearing pajamas until he realized that he had no idea what time of day it was. Until Kitty practically read his mind.

"Everyone is asleep." She said as she took a seat against the wall; close to where he was lying. He thought to sit up but he didn't just yet.

"Why aren't you?" John asked, his voice slightly echoing inside the cubic room.

"I had a nightmare. Then I couldn't fall back asleep." Kitty said simply. That was truth, she couldn't fall back asleep. However, not because she was scared; because her mind was running a mile and minute with thoughts of a certain prisoner downstairs. John stayed on the floor, peering up at Kitty. They just watched each other for a few minutes.

"So, are you really evil?" She asked. The question was so abrupt and the way she said it was so endearing that it actually made John laugh. He quickly whipped it away though, when he saw the serious look in her brown eyes.

"Yes." He said, in barely a whisper. She looked deep into his eyes; she looked so hard John thought that she could almost tell he was lying. Then, she giggled a bit and turned her face away.

"What? You don't believe me?" John asked; acting like he was offended. He then sat up and faced her. He crossed his legs and let his hands rest in his lap. She looked down at his wrists, taking note that they had healed quite a bit since her last visit.

"If you're so evil, why are you talking to me?" Kitty asked. John knew she was right, so he just kept quiet. However, he still felt evil; still felt like a monster. The only bright thing in his life was her; and the thought of her.

"Because, you're the only one that gives a shit about me." John said, bitterness laced his voice. He voice was deep and broken. He gazed at the white wall, drifting into thoughts of nothingness; when suddenly he felt her arms go around him. Clutching him tightly around his neck. He was shocked by her action but when her warmth started to drift onto his body he hugged her back. It was only then that he felt all the depression and anger melt off of him. He could feel her breath on his neck and it felt beyond comfort. His chest tightened, not because of the threatening tears; but because he could feel the change she was making in him. She was changing him. Instead of making him feel vulnerable and weak, she made him stronger. He sat there in her arms for a few minutes until Kitty pulled away.

"I have something to give to you…" She said softly as she reached into her hoodie pocket. She pulled out a small woven bracelet. It was made of yellow, orange and red threads maneuvered together. She looked up to his face as he studied the gift.

"I found one of those old bracelet making kits you get when you're a kid. I saw the colors and they reminded me of fire. It made me think of you." Kitty said as she handed it to John. He immediately put it on his right wrist, with some difficulty because of his shackles. He looked at it on his wrist for a second then looked back up at Kitty with a kind smirk on his face.

"I've never gotten a gift like this before…" He said, looking into her small brown eyes. He couldn't understand the feelings he was having. Could he really feel for someone who was supposed to be his enemy? He lifted his bracelet clad hand up to her hair. He played idly with a stray strand of soft brown hair before pushing it behind her ears. He mind decided that it didn't matter where her allegiances lie, she was his friend. His only friend. "Thanks."

"Anything for you." She said, so quietly he thought it was in his head. They stayed together until six A.M. Kitty decided it was best to leave before Beast came in to check on him. She stood and John watched her with hooded, tired eyes. She smiled at him before stepping through the wall. John gazed at the bracelet and fell asleep with a smile on his face.