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||Chapter 10 - Temper Tantrums and Playing Detective||

  "I'm insane//Well, I can feel it in my bones//Coursing through my veins//When did I become so cold?//For goodness sake//Where is my self-control?//If home is where my heart is//Then my heart has lost all hope." 

-Falling In Reverse

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Stella

June 8th - 4:31 PM

"Which is why I think you should just take it slow, okay?"

"Winston I know! I get it, I shouldn't use my abilities too much now because they are developing too fast, right?"

"Exactly. Now, as I was saying--"

"No. No more lecturing. This has gone on for three hours now."

"Well I--"

"But I would like to point out that I can't exactly control my 'abilities', so how am I not supposed to use them? It just, happens. The only thing I can describe it as is a click. Almost like a light switch."

"And just like a light switch, you can control when the lights click on."

"How?" I asked exasperated.

"We'll have to figure that out... soon."

I rolled my eyes as I trudged down the path. We were making our way back to camp and Winston was seriously getting on my nerves, which were already frayed from that days' experiences.

"I'll start a fire. We can cook those canned soups for dinner." I said as I walked to the fire pit.

"Alright, but we need more firewood..."

I gave him a sideways look.

"I'll get it." He relented.

I gathered kindling in the pit and surrounded the pile with wood. I struck a match and the fire lit beautifully. Within a few minutes, it was roaring and crackling pleasantly. I let out a sigh. The peace and quiet was nice... until Winston got back. He was without a doubt my best friend, but damn, that extra terrestrial never shut up, and I had only known him for a few days.

"I've got the wood!" He called cheerfully.

I grabbed the soup cans from a bag and began to cook them over the fire. "Great. Put it on the pile." I replied.

After do so, he sat down on the log beside me. The soup was done at this point, so I handed him his can and we began to eat in silence.

Ten seconds had gone by when Winston piped up."Look. I know this is hard. All of this sucks... But we are going to get through it. We're going to find out who you were chasing today and then we're going to find a way to save what's left of the world...okay?"

My bubble of self control had just popped, releasing the cold coils that were once again in my chest. 

Uh oh.

I narrowed my eyes at him angrily. "And how do you think we're going to do that? All of this is insane to begin with and now we have to save the world too?! No! Hell no. I can't do it. I just can't." I burst.

He stared at me in silent shock.

Click...Oh shit. 

"Nothing makes any sense!" I chucked the soup can as I yelled this and continued, "I just want to understand why I'm like this. They've made me a monster. A MONSTER. Look at me Winston! Look what I'm doing... I can't even can control my own actions, let alone that fate of the ENTIRE WORLD!" A rage was bubbling inside me, rising to a hotter temperature by the second. I couldn't control it, and that was what really scared me.