{ aurelie belivare } | district seven.cb

I am a servant to the flames.

They burn within me, keeping me alive, but take very little fuel to ignite. Cursed with a temper that threatens to explode with just a single word or the wrong sideways glance. A rage that is unstoppable. A rage that threatens to burn anyone who stands in its path, anyone who is dumb enough to stand in my way. She is the only one who can stop it. My other half to make me whole, Aria. Whispered words or a gentle touch and it all shuts down.

Sometimes, I want to put the flames out forever, never let them in again.

No more pain.

No more hurt.

But I know I can't leave her. I must light her path, make sure she chooses the right one, no matter how much it hurts.

We live a life that was never really mine. One filled with manners and riches and parents who lie.

It's something that I never wanted, that I would never wish upon someone in one hundred years. Flames may fill me but darkness surrounds everything that my father does. Every time I look at him I feel as if I could burn down the entire house, but one look from Aria and I remember I must behave. That I must pretend to have ice running through my veins instead.

But I will always be a slave to the fire.