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The Fireman
His name was Fireman. No. He was not a fireman. He was The Fireman. He could start fire with the will of his mind. it surged through all of his body, burning all he touched. You'd never suspect it though. The charismatic smile he had. The way he spoke and his eyes would lure you into telling him too much about yourself.
One day he found me. He stared into my soul and before I knew it, he was mine and I was his.
"I won't let you burn me," I told him as we sat across from one another.
He only chuckled, then stood. The fire began. I held a fire extinguisher close to me as he slowly walked toward me. I backed away, but he cornered me. I could smell my hair singeing with every breath I took.
I tried pulling the pin, but I was sweating. Both from being nervous and also it was so fucking hot. He was still so fucking hot.
I hit him in the head with it instead. He fell to floor. The fire went out. I smiled to myself. Thinking I defeated him, I turned my back to him. The last thing I remember... His firey arms around me and myself being sucked into him. We were one. He was hurting me and yet I couldn't free myself. Would I ever be free?
