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Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

This is how I die? Catching balls from a delusional warlock with a grudge?

Feeling his member touch the most sensitive part of me is as if we are one. If I told you this was only gonna hurt If I warned you that the fire's gonna burn Would you walk in? Would you let me do it first? Do it all in the name of love Would you let me lead you even when you're blind In the darkness, in the middle of the night In the silence, when there's no one by your side (If I told you this would only hurt If I warned you the fire would burn Would you walk in it? Would you let me go first?

Soon, that same fire would consume Ashmoor. I could almost hear the screams already, rising on the wind like a promise. I raised my glass toward the horizon and whispered, “Burn, Kael Draven. Burn for the girl you love… your free ticket to death.”

Desire and death, joined together. “Darius,” I whispered, “if your fire listens to me, then listen now. Don’t let it kill you.” His chest rose and fell sharply. “What if the only way to stop it… is to give in?” The air grew hotter, suffused with his silent desire. Every inch of me hurt with the dangerous pull between us. “I can’t,” I whispered, though my voice betrayed me, shaking with want. “You’ll burn me alive.” His lips curved in the ghost of a smile. “You think I’d let the flames hurt you? No. They’d rather die than touch you.”

My tongue felt too big for my throat. One secret. One truth. Something real enough to bleed. I closed my eyes. And for a moment, Ayla's face flashed behind my lids. Her rough voice. Her cracked knuckles. Her hard-earned mercy. I opened my mouth. "I left her to burn." The words scraped out of me like broken glass. "I ran. I lived. She died." The fire leapt high, turning white-hot. The room held its breath. I stared into the flames, daring them to find me false.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

I could hear voices all around me, but I was in too much pain to even begin to decipher their words. Finally, the shirt came off, but the burning continued. Tears rolled down my cheeks, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming. “Fire…” I whispered, as more tears rolled down my cheeks. I was going to die here.

I didn’t do anything bad, he can’t prove that I did. “I- don’t speak unless I ask you to.” He said cutting me off and I nodded, “How did they all die in the same room? When there is a fire, people run away until the fire gets to them and the smoke starts to get into their lungs, they don’t run away more, they stay where they are, they are struggle for life and even when they are getting burned, they fight for their life, they do as much as they can to make sure they see life.” He said and I nodded

Without thinking, I tore at my collar as soft, pitiful whimpers escaped my lips. Tucker's eyes stayed on me. He asked, "Does it hurt?" I nodded, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face. "Tucker, my whole body aches… Please, help me…" My voice slipped out as a whisper, trembling under the weight of my sobs. Yet beneath it all, desire burned in every breath I took. After a moment, Tucker shifted closer, closing the space between us. "And how exactly do you want me to help?" he murmured.