Izzy come here!!!!!!

I winced trying to keep from wrapping my arms around her. She had to know that I was serious. I needed her gone. I don’t know how many times I’d have to ask her, hell I’d push her out the door if I had to. I was too deadly for her, and I think my powers were still evolving so that was bad enough.
“Lyrra. . .Please.” I stared at the ceiling. Surprised at how small she was compared to me. She looked so fragile and innocent; I couldn’t keep my hands off her.
“Lyrra, don’t make me want you. I need you to leave; I’m not good for your health.” She just wouldn’t listen would she?

I could hear the desperate tone of his voice. I sat up and looked into his eyes. They were returning back to normal. He's trying really hard to resist me. "Staying away from you is bad for my health." I said my eyes tearing up again. No. You're not going to cry. I put my hand over his mouth to keep him from replying. "I wont stay away and you cant make me." I dove into his head trying to find his real feelings. I saw blood and hate and in one little corner love. Love for me. I reeled back and jumped off the bed instantly regretting my move.

I felt her digging around in my head, I wanted to stop her but it was too late by the time I formed the block she has on her feet and had jumped from the bed.
I sat up slowly the pain in my stomach became only a mere pinch compared to how much my chest hurt. My heart felt like it was being ripped out. I knew I had to let her go but I never knew it would be this hard.
“Lyrra. I told you to leave; I never wanted you to. . .” I couldn’t form the words. How could I describe my inhuman attraction to death and blood? It was completely erratically impossible for me to tell her.
Soon the pain in my stomach built up and just added to my aching body. I yelled letting my gritted teeth catch most of the noise.

I could feel his pain. I walked over to his bed and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm not afraid of you." I said. And it was true; I wasn't. I went back into his mind but this time i took all of my love with me. I saw the three people he had murdered the night before. It frightened me a little but i kept looking. I felt his need for murder and blood. He was afraid he'd hurt me. That's why he was pushing me away.
"You won't hurt me. I can see it even though you cant." I pushed him back down on his bed so he wouldnt be in so much pain. I backed out of his mind and layed back down.
"So, I've had this question in my mind all day. I know it's totally off subject, but are we still going out on friday?" I laughed silently to myself. Wow. I am so dumb wondering about a stupid date.

I closed my eyes and let my head rest on the lumpy hospital pillow. It felt like someone had stuffed rocks inside a pillowcase and threw it on a bed, ‘tah-dah! A pillow to make patients want to punch themselves!’. Whoever the smartass was he sure came cheap.
A sigh escaped my lips and I rolled my neck so my head was turned towards her.
“You won’t let me win will you?” I asked my voice lush and quiet.
She hadn’t dug deep enough into my mind to really understand the reasons I didn’t want her near me. The thoughts and memories she saw were rated G compared to the rest of them.
I heard what she said about the date and I let out another sigh. I didn’t want to promise her anything at this point, I could never keep it.

I giggled, glad that he was giving up. "Nope," i said with a smirk. Finally I thought. Finally at peace my mind started to think about other important things. "Oh my god," I said a nervous edge in my voice. "My mom's gonna murder me!" I had totally forgotten about her. I got up and started pacing nervously. My phone was in my car which was at Stephan's house which is not where i am which equals i'm screwed. Great. I looked over to Stephan. "You don't happen to have your phone do you?"

I sat up letting the pain take over. I fought to stay sitting up and looked around the room and pointed to the table that had all my belonging in it. I guess I was wearing just my boxers. Yippie.
I didn’t mind being in just my boxers, I had nothing to worry about.
The pain became more agonizing as I felt my stitches stretch. I laid back quickly sucking in huge gulps of air till the sharp pain became a minor throb.
“I don’t know we’ll have to see about the date. I have no clue how long they’ll keep me in here. They might even make me go to a psychiatrics facility.” I said once the pain had subsided.

"I hope not," I said as i got up. I walked over to his clothes and noticed for the first time i was covered in blood and in my bikini. I think my face turned ten different shades of red. "Hey, I'm gonna go to the bathroom ok? I'll be right back." I grabbed his phone and a blanket to wrap around myself and walked out the door.
The hallway was empty. I opened his phone to see what time it was. Holy shit! It's ten o'clock! I'm dead! I called my mom on the way to the bathroom.
"Hello?" My mother asked.
"Hey mommy," I said using the name i called her as a little girl.
"Lyrra Shellaze where have you been!" She practicully killed my ear.
"Sorry mom one of my friends had an accident and i left my phone at their house when we went to the hospital." I reached over the sink and grabbed about fifty papertowels. I turned on the sink and got them wet then dropped the blanket to see how dirty i was. I was covered in blood. A little grossed out i started to wipe myself down.
"And when do you expect to be home?'
"Ummm. I think i better stay with my friend tonight, make sure theyre all right ok?"
"Fine. Call me right when you get home." I hung up the phone and continued wiping myself down until i was satisfied i was clean. Then I went back to Stephan's room to tell him the good news.

I had stared around the room anxiously when she stepped out. I had never noticed how dull and boring hospital rooms were till now. They had only the colors of grey white and tan plastered on their walls and sheets and curtains. There was a white couch that unfolded into a futon where people could stay the night with the patient. I frowned at that. There was no way I could stay the night here, I’d be too busy on guard if any of the nurses tried to sneak in and inject me with some medicine. I was a bit paranoid of hospitals. I’d only been to one once and they wanted to do tests on me about my telekinesis and ShadowPlay.
My gaze shot at the door just as Lyrra walked in. My anxiety lowered and I felt calm and relaxed for a few seconds. Then I realized she’d been wearing her bikini and I looked away. “You should get the nurses to lend you some scrubs. It’s a bit awkward staring at you when you’re basically naked.” Actually I kind of liked it.
I didn’t understand my sudden change in character, I still wanted her to keep her distance yes but at the same time I needed her now, especially in the hospital.

If my face wasn't red before it deffinately was now. "Yeah, I just noticed that myself. I should really go get my clothes from my car at your house. Do you think you'll be ok for a couple minutes, I'll be right back." I was almost hoping he'd say no, but I really needed some clothes. Besides being embarrased it was really cold in the hospital room. I seriously had goose bumps on my goose bumps. I looked into his eyes. Blue, not black and i hope they never are again. "Oh, and when i get back you really need to teach me how to shield my mind like you do. It could be useful," I said with a smile.

I didn’t want her to leave the hospital. I knew I had issues but I’m sure if you were went through painful tests, and doctors pocked around in your mind for secrets and tried to cut you open to see how you worked you’d have separation problems as well.
So I lied blocking off my thoughts. “I’ll be fine.” As long as I close my eyes and pretend she’s here. I tried not to look afraid but it was a bit useless.

I saw the stress in his face. I didnt want to leave him if he didnt want me to. I mean i didnt want to leave. But i think i had to. "Ok," I said and turned to walk out the door. I was halfway there when i turned around, walked back to his bed, and gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek before i left. I walked down the deserted hospital hallway with one question on my mind. How in the hell was i supposed to get to Stephan's house?! I walked up to the front desk and asked if i could use the phone to call a cab.
"Sure, the phonebook's over on the table." Said the lady at the desk.
I walked over to the phone book and called a cab to come and get me. It arrived in five minutes. I jumped in quickly not wanting the guy driving to notice my bikini but i think he did anyway.
"Where to miss?" He asked. I told him Stephan's address and to step on it.
We got there in about ten minutes. I paid the man and jumped out of the car. I was about to get in the car when i realized that no one was in Stephan's house. I know it's a bit wierd but I don't think Stephan would mind me taking a shower. I sprinted into his house and found his bathroom quickly. I undressed and hopped in the hot water. It felt so nice. I was in there for about five minutes then i jumped out, got dressed and sped to the hospital.
I sprinted to Stephen's room wanting to get there as soon as possible. I slowed to a fast walk as i aproached his door and walked in.

I had been entertaining myself by flipping through the channels on TV. I’d stopped everyone in a while to listen for footsteps outside of the hallway. When I heard someone walking closer I froze. Of cores someone like me would probably wait by the door to stab knock the nurse out and run out of the hospital as fast as I could but I was in too much pain to bother getting up.
Plus I had nothing to hit them with.
I closed my eyes and searched for their mind. It was Lyrra. I gave a deep sigh of relief.
When she walked in I smiled slightly and turned off the TV.
“I don’t understand why I have to stay here. I mean yes I’m in pain but I can live with the agony at home.” I never really thought of it but did Lyrra see my knives? My guns? Did she see the red pentagram above my bed? Did she even notice the marbles that were lying all over my room?
If she had it would have probably been easier to make her leave. I know it seemed like I was giving up but I really was trying to get her away.
“Lyrra, why don’t you go home?” It was the best I could think of at that moment.

**We need a boost this is getting dull.**

"Im thinkin im not goin to leave you tonight so if im goin home your comin with me," I said with a wink. I'm not sure what my mother would say if i brought home an injured boy but i really didnt want to leave him. I walked over to his bed and sat down.

I shook my head, my brown hair falling over my face again. It was impossible to get rid of her. I closed my eyes. It was just then that I realized I was exhausted. I felt like ten pound weights were strapped to my eyelids. “I hate this.” I murmured trying to keep myself awake.

I heard his whisper and chose to ignore it. I layed my head down on the bed and tried to get some sleep. Well today was exciting I thought to myself before everything went black.
I woke up disoriented the next morning and sat up quickly only to go back down when I got dizzy from moving to fast. Then i remembered what had happened the day before. I took my phone out to check the time. 8:00. I wasnt sure if i was going to school so i closed my eyes and let the darkness surround me.

I sat there in silents for a few moments before sleep took hold of me. I fell asleep quickly.
The dreams I had made me want to throw up; they made me want to try suicide again.
First everything was dark and then I slowly started to slip into a dream.
I sit there seeing everything from every angle. Shadows are surrounding two figures in the middle of a room, the girl looks scared to death and I realize its Lyrra. The man is yelling at her, in his hand he’s holding a knife crusted with dried blood.
The Shadows form around the girl pinning her in place.
I see that the man is me; my eyes are fully black, like two pools of death and rage staring at you with fantasies of corpses and rotting flesh.
I am using ShadowPlay.
Lyrra is frozen and I lift my knife to her stomach, the cold metal stabs through her flesh and I can feel it too.
I slip the knife out again and stab her three more times, with each slice the pain in my stomach increases.
Lyrra stumbles back against the wall, her hands over her wounds and her face is full of fear. It grows paler and paler within each second. I put my hand on her shoulder and smile. “You should have listened.”
I try to yell for her but nothing comes out.
“no!”

“Lyrra!” I screamed as I jolted up in my bed. Sweat ran down my face and dripped down my neck.
My heart was racing so fast I thought it was going to burst from my chest. I looked at my hand and saw that I had balled my fist as if I were holding a knife.
I hadn’t noticed it before, but a stabbing pain ripped from my panic. I’d ripped one of my stitches when I sat up quickly. Blood seeped through my shirt and I yelled as the pain increased.
But I was more worried about Lyrra. I gritted my teeth and tried to let her know I was here, but it came out as a grunt.

I woke to Stephan screaming my name. I sat up and looked over to see what was wrong and was greeted by Stephan's face writhing in agony. I looked over and quickly pressed the button to call the nurse to the room then turned back to Stephan to try to calm him down. I wrapped my arms around him and layed down with him.
"It's ok, I'm here. Everything's gonna be ok." I said over and over again until the nurse arrived about five minutes later.
She and the doctor came in at the same time and walked over to the bed with frowns on their faces. "Looks like he ripped a stitch. Do you know what happened?" he asked me.
"No, i woke up when he started screaming."
"Ok, well we'll start by getting him some pain killers and sleeping medication so he can get some rest." I shuddered. I hated needles.

When Lyrra’s arms wrapped around my body I felt hate again, Hate against myself, hate against the fact that she wouldn’t leave. I just lifted my hand to her head and brushed my bandaged hand through her hair.
When I saw the nurse and the doctor my body tensed up and I gritted my teeth. If they thought they were getting anywhere near me with a needle, they were sadly mistaken. Who knew what they’d do while I was out cold. I refused to let them within arms reach of us both. “No.” I said my voice harsh. “I don’t need to be on pain meds. You can fix me up without it.”
My glare was cold and hard, it just added onto the rage I already felt, and the fear.

Are you crazy? That's gonna hurt like hell. I said mentally to Stephan. Why would he refuse pain meds? I mean i understand skipping the sleeping shit but why put yourself through more pain. I looked over at his face. He had a look of rage and hatred.
I was pulled away from his face by the thoughts coming from the doctor's head. Wow. What a psycho. That made me mad but i looked at him and said, "Please get the pain meds. He may not need them but i do."
I looked back at Stephan and pleaded mentally with him to take the meds. I could feel the tenseness in his muscles and took his hand in mine to try to get him to calm down. I don't thing it worked but it was worth a try. I then took out my phone and looked at the time wondering when we were gonna get out of there. I looked over at Stephan's face. How could such beauty have so many problems?

The doctor walked out of the door and I looked at Lyrra. “Are you kidding? I don’t need them!” I raised my voice a bit and cleared my throat. My eyes showed guilt, but at the same time they showed fear, pain, and rage. The only emotions my body could recognize were those four. I hadn’t really felt guilt until Lyrra came in, or fear.
When the burse came back with a vial of clear liquid and a needle all my senses were on full alert. “I swear if you take one more step I’ll. . .”
“Oh sweat-heart, there’s nothin’ to worry about. Shucks this’ll only take a second.” She said a Brady-bunch smile plastered on her face.
How was she so happy in a place full of death, pain,, and sickness. Something was wrong, even if it was my paranoia speaking I knew that this women couldn’t be trusted. She was just like me, a psycho. Her empty eyes said everything.
I gritted my teeth and she stepped forward. “Don’t fucking touch me!” I warned and when she got near me I kicked the needle from her hands. She grabbed something from her pocket, a beeper? And three other freaks wearing white scrubs ran in. they shoved Lyrra to the side and held my arms and legs down.
I felt white hot rage bubbling to the surface. “Don’t!” My voice in a word was demonic. I didn’t want them poking me with shit that could make me sleep for hours on end, I wouldn’t feel a thing, I wouldn’t hear anything. Lyrra could be hurt.
My eyes turned black and the lights flickered. Shadows climbed up the wall and wrapped themselves around the black outlines that were of the nurses making them gasp for breath. The shadows were in the shape of something no imagination could create.
I ripped the IV from my arm and pushed myself out of bed, the pain was just merely an annoying throb to that point. The urges grew stronger and stranger.
The shadow squeezed harder and they began to choke. I balled my hand into a fist and with inhuman strength plunged it through one of the nurse’s stomachs. The sound of flesh ripping made a twisted smile appear on my face. Blood covered my hand as I pulled my fist from the hole in their body. The shadow let go and disappeared.
One of the doctors reached for their beeper and I couldn’t get to them in time. I heard the rush of footsteps in the hallway and I looked at Lyrra.

Fear. The one thing i didn't think Stephan could make me feel. My heart was racing at what i'd just seen. What is wrong with him? I thought as i stood stock still against the wall. I looked into Stephan's eyes. Black. I shivered not wanting to know what was going on in his head.
I tried to calm myself down by singing a song; it wasnt working. My eyes kept going to the nurse whos stomach Stephan had plunged his hand through. I shivered out of fear. I tried to move and fell down. My legs felt like jello. Useless and tired. I got up and went over to the chair in the corner of the room and sat down. I tried to calm down by focusing on something else, anything else but what was going on around me.
I need to get out of here. I stood up and started walking toward the door making sure to step over the body. I opened the door and started sprinting down the hallway not caring if Stephan was following. I busted through the main door of the hospital and ran to my car. I jumped in and started driving. I didn't know where i was going i just needed to get away from that place and the horrible things inside.
About three minutes after i started driving i heard them. The sirens of police cars. I turned my car around instantly and sped back the way i came. I barely stopped my car to get out and ran through the doors breaking them on the way. I didnt notice the pain in my hand till later. I busted through the door of Stephen's room and yelled, "We need to go! The cops are coming!"

When I saw the look on Lyrra’s face my rage sizzled out. I stared at the door that she had ran out of, pain sunk in. Not just the ripping pain that I felt in my stomach, the ach in my heart was far worse.
The shadows slipped away and the nurses fell to the floor unconscious, I had only killed one, if Lyrra hadn’t been there I would have ripped the whole hospital to pieces. But now she wasn’t here and I felt like punching holes through the walls.
I heard the sirens and then the small quick footsteps of Lyrra. When she entered the room I ran to her and picked her up in my arms, I knew the police were racing through the doors of the lobby at this second. I didn’t stop to say anything and raced off with Lyrra held close to my bare chest.
The pain in my stomach was increasing but adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I had no time to worry about a mere reflex. I skidded around the corner my lungs burning, my legs ached to stop but I didn’t want to, I couldn’t. I would be putting Lyrra in danger if I even stopped to think. I stopped for a second and looked at the elevator, we were on the top floor, and the elevator would take too long to get up here.
“No.” I said to myself and pushed open the stairway door.
My bare feet slapped against the stairs creating an echo. With each door number I passed the more I felt closer and closer to freedom.
Finally I reached the last door and burst through it to see an old lady waiting for the elevator by the stairs. I smiled anxiously and ran past her.
The back door was just inches away from us when I herds yells. “There they are!”
I glanced back and my stomach lurched. Security guards, cops, and the squat team were racing after us, they shoved the lady out of the way and I ran out the door.
The cold air bit my skin. With every step I took gravel and shards of glass would sink into my heels and toes.
I found Lyrra’s car and pushed her into the passenger side. I slammed the door quickly and slid along the car’s hood no time to go around. I started the engine before I had a chance to get in the driver’s side and jumped through the open window, my blood-covered foot stepped on the gas and we sped down the road.
My chest was heaving as I took in deep breaths trying to calm myself down. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw my eyes were pitch black. I refrained from looking at Lyrra

I was silent the whole time too shocked to speak. Stuck in my thoughts i didnt notice where we were until Stephan violently shoved me in the passenger side of my car. I receded into my mind not wanting to think about the law officers chasing us down or the intense pain in my hand.
It seemed like hours before i came out of my head and looked at Stephan. It was then that i realized he was in his boxers and looked away quickly but not before i noticed the muscles that covered every inch of his body. I looked back but this time i tried to look at his eyes only to find that he wouldn't even look at me. I looked at his body again, this time studying it slowly and carefully trying to memorize every line and curve.
I looked outside and was greeted by vast fields and sky. "Where are we going?" I asked.
Oh my god! My mom is gonna be worried sick! "Stephan! Take me home right now! We cant just leave and expect no one to care!" I damn near had a heart a attack i was freaking out so bad. I looked up at Stephan and waited for his reply.

I gritted my teeth at her sudden outburst. I wanted to slam on the breaks and just take a second to calm down. And that’s exactly what I did.
I pulled over quickly and lay my forehead on the steering wheel. We were out of the city by then and they would have given up on looking for us. But they’d be sending out a warrant for our arrest across the whole United States in a matter of days.
I stared down at my legs and noticed my blue plaid boxers.
I turned to Lyrra and rested my slightly tanned hand on her shoulder. “Just calm the fuck down!” I yelled harshly and turned away from her rubbing my face with my hands. I knew I couldn’t take Lyrra back, I put her in this mess and now there was no turning back. They’d accuse me of kidnapping and probably rape if they noticed I was in my boxers.
I was in deep, deep shit.
“Okay, I know this isn’t a walk in the park for me either!” I yelled not directly to or at her just in general.
I didn’t know how she saw me, I didn’t want to know how she saw me.