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He's trying to talk. Maybe he's pleading. Maybe he's crying. Maybe he's begging for mercy. But I'm not listening anymore.
I have absolutely nothing to say.
I reach back, pull the gun out of my holster.
And shoot him in the forehead.
Twice.
Once for Adam.
Once for Warner.

Oop...

"It's the only way I know how to exist," he says. "In a world where there is so much to grieve and so little good to take? I grieve nothing. I take everything."
I stare into his eyes for what feels like forever.
He leans into my ear. Lowers his voice.
"Ignite, my love. Ignite."

You know I actually changed my mind...Adam ticks me off...😡😭😒🫩

"Don't go," James says. He looks sad. So serious. "I'm sorry Adam was mean to you. But I don't want you to die," he says. "And I don't wish you were dead. I swear I don't."
James. Sweet James. His eyes break my heart.

😭😭🙏🏻

Stopppp I'll never get over kenji 😭😭🫶🏻😽

Adam goes rigid with alarm. "What are you taking about? She's not going anywhere with you."

Warner scratches the back of his head. "Do your ever get exhausted being so wholly unbearable? You have as much charisma as the rotting innards of unidentifiable roadkill."

🤭😭

I am not longer afraid of fear, and I will not let it rule me.

Fear will learn to fear me.

Aaron Warner Anderson, chief commander and regent of Sector 45, son of the Supreme commander of The Reestablishment.
Has a soft spot for fashion.

Oh.
Gosh.
I am so horribly attracted to him.

😜🫰🏻💋😏

The way he memorized everything in her journal from when she was in isolation 😭🥺

It's a tattoo.
No pictures. Just 1 word. 1 word, typed into the very center of his upper back. In ink.

IGNITE

And his skin is shredded with scars.

😭

oh oh oh
Oh gosh.
Oh no.

Warner is one of us.

"You can go to hell," Adam shouts at Warner.
"Just because I'm going to hell," Warner says, "doesn't mean you'll ever deserve her."

"You're so lovely when you're blushing," Warner says to me. "But I really wish you wouldn't waste your affections on someone who has to beg for your love." He cocks his head at Adam. "How sad for you," he says. "This must be terribly embarrassing."

Adam and Aaron Anderson.

Brothers.

"My father," he says. "This man is my father."


Im sorry...YOUR WHAT...😭😨😦

I feel my bones ignite.

Warner is here.

Dang.
Clock it, Kenji.
🤏🏻😭😂

His eyes are squinting from all his grinning and his cheeks are pink from the cold.
He has dimples.
He's easily the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
And wish I'd never seen it.

AHHHHAJAJSNNSNSNAKAKAIJS

He looks immaculate.
Flawless, especially as he stands here among the dirt and destruction, surrounded by the bleakest colors this landscape has to offer. He's a vision of emerald and onyx, silhouetted in the sunlight in the most deceiving way. He could be glowing. That could be a halo around his head. This could be the world's way of making an example out of irony.
Because Warner is beautiful in ways even Adam isnt

I don't want to use my power to cripple anyone.
But then I look at my own 2 hands and I remember exactly what I'm capable of. I remember exactly what I've done and I'm too aware of what I might do. Because it's so difficult to fight what you cannot control and right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark.

I do not have to be a monster, I do not want to hurt people I do not want to hurt people I do not want to just people
and it's not working.
Because it's all a lie.
Because this was me, trying to help.
I look around.
At the ground.
At what I've done.
And I understand, for the first time, that I have the power to destroy everything.

Kenji 😭😬😂

Because I've never had girl friends before. Because I'm afraid I'll end up doing something wrong, say something wrong and they'll end up hating me like all the other girls I've known. And I like them too much, which will make their inevitable rejection so much harder to endure.