capturing the wind and setting it free {axel} // blitz

The girl recognizes me and calls out a greeting with a light air, as if her life wasn't in any more danger than mine. I force open the door and stand there, staring, my mind blank as I try to recall my purpose, my mission. "Quiet!" I hiss through my mask, only wishing she could see my angry eyes. "Do you want to get both of us killed?" I close the door with a click and look around at her things, ignoring the fact that I hadn't explained why I was there. "Pack your things." I demand and cross my arms. I nearly lose balance as my injured knee attempts to give out, but I stand strong. "I'm taking you home."

The lady doth protest, just as I knew she would. How could she not, with all her mental instability and her constant battering from a hellhole such as this? I remember the night we spent together, slow and steady yet insane at the same time. She was an unpredictable firecracker, for sure. I lift up my mask so she can see the unwavering force in my eyes. "It wasn't a question. Now get ready to go or so help me I'm going to leave you behind." I order and close the mask with a snap. How dare she question me. "As for how I have the power to do this..." I bend forward and shove my mask in her face. "Do not question me here. I will explain everything later."

She grew angry before my eyes, but this was hardly a surprise to me. She was unstable, I knew that from my endless research on her. It would take a lot to calm her down, and I knew I had to play at another side. It was time to put on my manipulation boots and really convince this girl to follow me. It was for her own good, after all. I draw near to her and flip up my mask again. "Glitter..." I whisper, and bend over, nearly losing my balance again. "Glitter, it's for your own good. I promise I'm not here to hurt you." I wanted her on my side. Why wasn't she on my side?

I reach a hand forward and brush her hair behind her ear, softness penetrating my eyes as I attempt to communicate harmlessness. She finished speaking and I realized her words. They stung, as if someone had thrown a dagger into my chest and was twisting into my heart. "You're right..." I whisper, and fight back the pain that was threatening to reveal itself on my face, "I couldn't do anything... and that's why I need you to come with me. But I can't explain here, okay?"

She apologized but I could still feel myself overcome by grief and exhaustion. I had been trying to hide these feelings for the past couple of days, but it seemed that my determination couldn't hold back my true feelings. I started to weep, right there in front of her, and I had to turn away from her even as she embraced me. "I'm sorry." I whispered and pushed her away, shivering and bent over as their faces swam before my eyes. "You were never supposed to see me like this. I'm sorry..."