บททั้งหมดของ THE FIRE LORD: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

1“Michael? Michael? Michael? Still sleeping this late in the morning?” I heard my dad shout from the living room. I grumbled as I covered my head with my pillow. Cant I even sleep past seven o’clock even on a weekend? And he still calls it late.“Michael?” came his loud shout again. I resisted the urge to tear the pillow apart but I then threw away my covers in annoyance.“coming” I lazily shouted as I literally dragged my legs out of my bedroom then to the grand sitting room. My shoulders hunched visibly “not again” I sighed. Dante Marcus was standing beside the door fumbling with his red tie, he just never knew how to tie them. “don’t just stand there, come help me” he frowned giving up. Why don’t you call your wife to come do it? I said inwardly as I tied it for him.I got adopted when I was still a six-month old baby, as I was told any

3Sebastian’s home was located in the neighboring estate; it was a ten-minute drive. Sebastian waved at me when he saw him, he was so anxious that he had waited for me in front of his house. He was a tall guy about as tall as me with beautiful hair. His hair was thick and wavy blonde, sometimes I felt envious of his hair. Mine was just ebony brown and straight and long, like a rock type of person. “You are late; I can’t believe you actually made me wait for you for half an hour. What were you doing? Painting your toenails or something?” he fired when I pulled the car beside him. I opened the passenger seat for him while adjusting my dark shades, to cover my weird eyes.“I was sleeping like normal teenagers do, it’s your fault that you have to visit your girlfriend so early in the morning” I shrugged starting the car againAs I drove, I couldn’t help but study Sebastian through the corner of my eyes. He

In a split second, my knuckles connected with a bony jaw. The collision was followed with a loud shriek and then a body being hauled some meters away. I closed the distance between us almost at the same instant and rained down punches on the guy's face. All I saw in my eyes was a red haze and nothing else. Another kind of rage and anger had filled me so much that I angrily enjoyed punching the guy's face. It was like the person had snapped some kind of a trip wire in me that could never be reconnected. I couldn't control what I was feeling at the moment, I just wanted to beat this person endlessly for pissing me off. Blood spurt out of his nose under the constant punches I rained on him making his face extremely bloodied but this only served to make me want to punch him more. His attempts of throwing me off him were negligible, he struggled until his arms started growing weaker and pale. Unfortunately for him, I couldn't stop what had gotten into me.A very loud scream brough

"When did you get so strong?" Sebastian asked me while we were driving from the police station. I just stared at my bloodied shirt silently. Never have I ever slipped like that before, heck I've never even fought a person. Well, apart from the verbal one I have never engaged someone physically." You just kept punching the poor guy even after he begged for your forgiveness"" He did?" I asked suprisedI swear I never heard a thing apart from Claire's scream. All I saw was a red punching bag which kept struggling underneath me. His struggles were like a fuel to that strange anger I had. What was up with me exactly?" You snapped and blacked out in a way….what did he do or say?"" He pushed me and...and grabbed my shirt. I think he provoked me" not a good reason to send a person to the ICU "I push you all the time and you've never rained blows on my head" Sebastian rolled his eyes still confused. If only he knew I was even more as