and evaporate into the air. This proved to be a good thing because the more of the lava that began to seep out of my body, the sooner I suddenly started to forget all about the shadows and the searing pain going on inside of me. I slowly began to stand- taking back the control that had been stolen from me.
That’s it take control of it. I heard Corey think.
It was almost as if she wanted this to happen, as if she knew that by doing what she did it would somehow produce this effect.
“Why are you doing this to me?” I nearly cried. I’d never done anything to her- or did I?
When she removed her darkness from above me, she instead crystallized and displayed a dark smog mirror in front of me. I barely recognized the girl in the mirror- fire blazed out over my entire body but I was not consumed by it. A random light amethyst streak began to slowly trace from the root of my hair, down to the tip.
Ash breathed frantically as he looked through the mirror with me. “What the hell is going on here?” He’d started to panic. “As if nearly dying outside near the car wasn’t enough when my body began to split apart on its own, now Aliza is on fire!” His thoughts were equally as scrambled as he tried to grasp what’d we’d just been thrown into.
The sound of the blazing fire was soothing as it whipped back and forth. For a moment it seemed like it was the only thing that made sense in this world. I shook off the odd feeling instantly. “How do I get it to go away? Should you dump a bucket of water on me?” I asked puzzled.
“Just concentrate I think. It ought to go out on its own.”
I shut my eyes and concentrated on getting it to simmer down. With my eyes closed I heard the whispers of Ash and Corey’s thoughts and although still maddening, it was mild enough for me to focus. “I need to get out of here…”
“What about that ride?” Corey questioned innocently.
I thought about it briefly before my concentration was suddenly broken when Ash’s thoughts lashed out at me simultaneously. Without opening my mouth, I shook my head willing it to go away.
Tone it down Ash I need to think . I thought.
Aliza?
“Please, God, tell me Ash didn’t just hear my thought.” I prayed aloud, fearing the worst.
“Well I’m not God, but I’d say yeah. You just told me to tone it down, yes?”
That was it, the straw that broke the camel’s back. I grimaced and tears flowed constantly with no end in sight. “Why is this happening to me, I don’t deserve this.” I turned my attention back to Corey. “Come with us,” I sobbed; hopefully she was as harmless as she let on.
Her world lit up as if I was offering her a million dollars. “Are you sure?”
“If you’re a prisoner here, why couldn’t you just whip up some of your shadow junk and get your warden of a father to let you go?” Ash questioned.
“He may be a terribly nasty old man but he is still my father.” She swung her tangled hair in the direction of a somewhat hidden door at the back of the store. “Here he comes,” she whispered.
“Well then, speak of the devil.” Ash grabbed my arm and started pulling me towards the door. “Come on let’s get out of here.”
I resisted him as I looked into the direction Corey was staring and heard huge footsteps walking toward us. I wiped the tears from my face and quietly backed up towards the door. “You’re right Ash, we should probably be trying to get out of here. Come on, Corey.”
“Just go, you and your brother,” she replied frightfully, gradually beginning to shake.
“What about you?” I breathed into the stale air. “You can’t just beg someone to leave to carry you along then change your mind.”
Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine, take your brother and get out of here .
The steps grew louder until they stopped at the small door in the back of the store. For a moment I stood there frozen, too afraid to move and definitely too afraid to speak. Ash was just as silent as I