Fire Starter [Minecraft Diaries Fanfic]

(  Listen to the song I added, might be a throw back for some people?;) )

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I told Hailey everything. About Octavius, Thoren, Joyce....everything. Everything there could be to talk about...except the whip marks. It was more than embarrassing, it was shameful to my warrior side. I couldn't protect myself...absolutely pathetic.

"Enough about me, how's everyone?" I asked Hailey. She smiled, "everyone's fine. I left Joyce, Wren and Dominic in charge. They'll be fine" she assured me. Something told me they weren't but I trusted her. More than anyone. With my life and all.

"Good" I smiled weakly. I tried to act normal, but it was hard. I felt like I was lying to her...but I'd rather lie and see her smile than the latter.

"You know...Dominic missed you" she said nudging my arm slightly as a playful grin appeared on her face, and I rolled my eyes. "Like he really missed you, he was probably almost as worried as me" she said with a larger grin like Cheshire Cat.

I scoffed "of course he did, Who wouldn't miss all this" I laughed motioning to myself. "Plus, I hope he knows I'd come back from the dead to whip his ass if he didn't" I said seriously and she laughed. I loved hearing her laugh again. She was definitely like a breath of fresh air.

"Okay, well I think I should go and change now. I promise I'll be back soon" I said excusing myself from the room and stood up. As I began to make my way to the door which felt like years she called "Kathryn?" I paused. She would only call me Kathryn when she was beyond serious. "Yes, mum?" I said.

She smiled weakly as she cleared she throat "umm.....are you...uh.....umm.......staying....here?" She asked. I knew just from her stuttering and stalling she was afraid of the answer. For once. Truly frightened.I paused. And thought about it.

I'm not staying with Thoren. Never am I ever going to be choosing him over anything else in this world...ever.

I gave her a reassuring smile, "no, I'm not" with that I spun around on my heel and left the room. And as quiet as it was in the dining hall we sat in, I could've sworn I heard her sigh in relief.

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After finding a room seemed the nicest and scavenged for my right sized clothing, I finally began to clean up. I decided to have a shower first. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower waiting for it to heat up to the right temperature. Once I was satisfied, I peeled off my suit and hopped right in.

The water stung against my back and arm, but I bit my lip and sucked up the pain. After around a 15minute shower, I enjoyed my final moments as my hair dripped wet.

After turning the tap off, I stepped out and pulled a white fluffy towel over my freezing body. I gathered my things and headed to the bed where all my undergarments and clothing laid.

After drying my self off, and putting on my undergarments I began to put some fruity lotion I had found. As I turned around in the mirror to look at my back, I looked in the mirror behind me and saw Thoren. With a loud shriek I snatched my towel.

"THOREN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!? GET OUT!" I yelled, clearly beyond embarrassed. He didn't say anything but stare. I groaned in frustration and sighed heavily, as I began to gather my things.

Fine. Don't listen to me? I guess I'll take this party else where.

As I scooped all my belongings into my arms and began my journey to the washroom Thoren stepped in my way. He wasn't wearing his crown anymore, but remained in his Luxury robe. He had a blank expression on his face, as if he was staring right through me.I stood there glaring at the tall figure.

What a dick, a girl can't even get changed anymore...

But before I was going to yell him out he quickly spun me around, and began to stare at my back. Oh...he saw that huh....

I stood there staring back at him through the mirror, watching his every move. He raised his shaky hand and gently touched the whip mark, as I sucked in air in pain. His attention snapped to me with concern as he looked at me through the mirror. I didn't say anything but kept a straight face.

As he tried again he traced it further, until he realized how big, and bad it was, and ripped my towel off. With his mouth open ajar he stared at the marks, he gently traced each one shocked of what happened.

I began to feel self conscious, and embarrassed so I went to reach for the towel, but then I heard a sniffle from behind me. I looked in the mirror to see a teary eyed Thoren. I've never really seen him cry over me before......this was a first.

"Did.....he....do this to you?" He asked his voice raspy and ruff. I wanted to say yes but the word was stuck in my throat. I felt like I was at the verge on tears, you know that burning feeling in your throat...imagine that but ten times worse.

The longer I didn't say anything the more he grew desperate for an answer the more his ocean eyes searched in mine for the answer, but he knew it already. He knew that answer was yes.

Streams of sorrow ran down his face as he fell to his knees grasping onto my legs. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry" he kept chanting but the more I heard him cry the more my heart broke.

Moments of when the man cut my arm flashed in my mind. My very own screams filled my ears. And soon the feeling of desperation and loneliness came back to play as I remembered Thoren walking away. Soon I took collapsed and cried my own river of sorrows, and once I came tumbling down so did the rest of Thoren as he kept apologizing and balling. He was crying so much I feared that he was going to choke on his own tears.

I knew at this moment that I was finally right about something, Thoren wasn't a man. He was a child. A sad, and broken child. I knew he wasn't broken about me but himself, I knew I couldn't have been responsible for all of his sorrows. I knew he had to be keeping it all in. Until now.

He wasn't cold hearted, he was scared. He wasn't an asshole, he was broken. He wasn't moody, he was sad. Just sad. And he probably have seen so many people leave him and die.

Every bone in my body told me to hate him. To kill him. To run away. Laugh at him. Something to hurt him. Anything after what his parents have done. But he was broken enough.

"People cry, not because they're weak. But because they've been strong for too long"

Hey guys! So.......what are your thoughts? Don't kill me please! Lol. Who do you ship? Thoren+Katie or Dominic+Katie? I wanna know. I'm sorry this was a bit of a small chapter but I hope it was okay due to the fact that I almost never post so I hope this makes up for thatXD

Till next time,

ArmFlex

XOXO