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“I’ll bite them. How would they bring me back? They cant touch me, remember~” He laughed  shrugging. It was nice to know he wasn’t the only person who missed being able to touch people.. “I’m just curious.You’re th first person who has actually sat down and leveled with me and just talked to me. 

His eyebrows dipped as he frowned. “You get nose bleeds? Ew. That’s disgusting.” He laughed a bit licking his bottom lip. “ Have you ever moved things when you have bad dreams? I did once when I was still recovering from the telepath I touched.” He moved to pull off his glove offering his hand to show the scar on the back of his left hand. “I put a pencil almost all the way through my hand on accident. That was a fun night. Mom... that is my soon to be step mom, freaked out and was worried I would disappear like Lucas had, but I promised I wouldn’t and the powers were gone the next day.” He laughed softly.

“I’m a guy. I think about sex every like two minutes.” He laughed again before taking his now bare hand and reaching up to gently touch the upper arch of one of Jamie’s wing, blinking in confusion at the texture he felt. “It’s warm.” He laughed softly, standing and tracing feathers every space or two. “They’re softer than I thought. Do they retract? I know some people can like morph them into tattoos and stuff, or are they just out all the time? How do you sleep with them?” He didn’t feel the energy pull like he normally would and couldn’t help but be happy his touch seemed to have no affect, and fascinated by the warmth and texture of them.

“They’ll just bring you back. Not always, but if they get to fast enough they will…” Jaime trailed off, thinking back to his and Jeff’s failed attempt to leave this world behind them. “I’m sixteen and never had any of that either. Not the worst thing in the world either, not being able to touch…could be a lot worse.” Jaime knew it had to be hard and maybe it was coming form his own experience, but if that was his own problem he wouldn’t be complaining too much about it. “It was an accident. I didn’t mean to, not exactly something you’d want to know.” Jaime replied defensively. 

“Not as bad as you think, the more you practice easier it gets, they go away. I just hate nose bleeds, those happen sometimes.” He shrugged, “I just got good at moving stuff and holding stuff in the air, I don’t think I could…not yet. Never tried it.” Jaime’s face twisted with confusion as he looked at the other boy. “Why does everyone jump to sexual things? I don’t like being touched at all. Is it that hard to understand?” Jaime questioned, his wings coming forward to surround him. “I just don’t like people touching me, but if you’ll stop talking about it just do it. Pet them or whatever. I don’t care.” 

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 Cant I just sleep for the next week?

Sounds tough. Y’know what you need? Caffeine.

I don’t drink caffeine. Thanks for the offer though.

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Nothing important. I’m Ayden, who are you?

Cant I just sleep for the next week?

I’m so exhausted from trying to get this stupid thing to work.

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I just want it to go away.

Cant I just sleep for the next week?

I’m so exhausted from trying to get this stupid thing to work.

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Cant I just sleep for the next week?

I’m so exhausted from trying to get this stupid thing to work.

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“Some days I’d rather be dead, honestly. I can’t hold the hand of the boy I like. I don’t get a prom. I mean I’m seventeen years old and I’ve never been kissed because I could potentially have any partner I ever have. It’s really lonesome.” He drew back when Jamie snapped at him dipping his head  and returning his eyes to the pages he was flipping through. “I-I’m just curious... you’re the one who brought it up. If you didn’t want to talk about it you shouldn’t have brought it up.” His voice was soft, guarded.

He let out a little laugh nodding. “I couldn’t imagine having more than one power. Like this one sucks enough as it is, and with the headaches I get fro telepathic powers I wouldn’t last a day as a telepath.” He licked his lips nodding. “I mean, some telepaths, I’ve read, can like, put up a barrier around their skin that protect them from other powers and stuff, you could try to do that.” He snorted gently. “I didn’t mean like intimate touch, dude. Like me touching your palm or trying to touch your wings. I mean I can touch Jeff when he’s a cat with no problems so I wonder if I could touch your wings with out it hurting you. That’d be really cool.” He was really just extremely curious about the texture, wondering if they would be soft like goose down or rough like quill feathers.

“Not always, they fail and so did the original cure. Kills more than it helps.” Jaime pointed out, he wished their was a cure, but he also knew the chances of it ever reaching the public was rare. When he asked the question, Jaime froze, he didn’t want to talk about and nor did he want him to know about it. He couldn’t stand to have yet another person looking down on him. “Does it matter?” He snapped, not meaning to sound as harsh as he did. he shook his head, collecting his thoughts. His voice softer, kinder when he spoke again. “Good, stuck to have ‘em taken like that for good.” 

Jaime nodded in reply to his question. “Yeah, I got sometimes, but I don’t like it in there. What do you mean show me? Like you wanna try it on me?” Jaime questioned him, not sure what he meant. And hearing about the person he had hurt, caused Jaime’s eyes to widen. His wings flaring out, while he could control the reactions of his body, his wings had a mind of their own. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I don’t like being touched…”

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Counting. Staring requires focusing on one point, I however have looked at half a million different points.

Totally doesn’t. It’s called math.

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Totally doesn’t. It’s called math.

Dude, that qualifies as staring. Stop it. 

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Never said I was staring. I was actually trying to count how many layers there were of feathers and trying to figure out the full width of your wing span. No one said you were a freak, definitely not me.

I’ve only ever seen wings on one other person and he goes here, so No, I’ve never really seen wings on a person before.

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I’ve only ever seen wings on one other person and he goes here, so No, I’ve never really seen wings on a person before.

“Stop staring, it’s like you’ve never seen wings before. And before you ask, no you can’t touch them.”

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“But Chemo and surgery get rid of it. This mess is genetic.” Ayden rose his eyebrows about Jamie’s comment. “They... How did getting wings save your life?” He chewed his bottom lip but nodded. “Yeah. I like sap them temporarily.” He frowned looking around as he tried to think. 

“They have rooms here that we can test our powers and stuff out in, right? They’re supposed to be teaching us how to control them, so they should have something like that around here, right? If we could get one of the supervisors to supervise... I could try to show you if you wanted? I mean I don’t know what would really happen, but yeah, I don’t kill people thank god. I thought I had at one point but he woke up about four days later. He didn’t have powers. It seems like since I draw out powers AND life energy from mutants they don’t stay out as long as normal people do because we have two forms of energy instead of just the one I guess.” He shrugged eyeing Jamie’s wings again. “I really just want to know what your wings feel like in my hand, honestly.

“’S not always that simple. Chemo’s not a cure and even if there was a surgery not telling if it’d work. Doctor’s gave me my wings to save my life…Havin’ powers isn’t that bad.” Jaime’s eyes were bright with curiosity and fear. “But I’d still have them, right? Wouldn’t take them for good would it? Gotta suck not being able to do that.” 

Jaime hated the idea of being touched by anyone, but he could understand wanting to have that. The comfort of a touch was something he longed for and often found with his family and friends. “I’m sorry. Wish it could be better for you, but life’s what it is. At least your touch doesn’t kill people, could be a lot worse.”

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Hey , hey. What’s going on? Are you okay?

No, no, no, please no!

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She’s a mom. She can handle herself. I mean some how she’s figured out some way to hug me or brush hair from my eyes and kiss my forehead with out really being affected by my powers, so I’m pretty sure if she knew you were here she’d be mad that you haven’t at least called her.

I don’t know really. Probably close my self off, run away and live as a hermit for the rest of my life. I tried offing myself once. Didn’t work out so well, obviously because fate would have it I ran into that stupid clairvoyant who told me I would be happy some day. So here’s to hoping they find a cure, because really, that’s the only thing that’d make me happy is not being this freak.

Even with a map

There are bad People in this world. I’ve been running since I was little, no pun intended. I’m tired of running, and I’m tired of mom having to run because of me. I want her to have a normal life. 

And what are you going to do if you can’t be cured? If you don’t learn to control it then that’s when you’ll end up hurting people. At least you have something to fall back on. You wouldn’t be here if they couldn’t teach you to control it. 

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Ayden sighed heavily at Jamie’s words. “No, it’s people like you, who have no faith that it can happen, that make it unable to happen. They can get rid of Cancer with chemo and surgery. I wish they had a surgery to fix me.” He shrugged at Jamie’s question. “I don’t like... LIke.. Right now. If I touched you you’d pass out and I’d have your powers until they wore off, I can’t control them, and they wear away once the person I took them from wakes up. But usually it’s a couple of hours and only happens on accident.” He turned a page in the book he was reading, although he watched Jamie’s wings ruffle with curiosity. 

Letting out a soft sigh he pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes setting the book aside. “It’s not fair.. I hate my stupid power. Right now all I want to do is take off my gloves and reach out and touch your wings, to see if they feel as rough as they look, or your hair to see how soft it is, but I cant because I can’t risk touching anyone with out them getting hurt and it sucks to be denied the simplest of touches. It sucks.”

“I figured. My dad’s looking into a cure though. There will be one some day. There has to be. Good to meet you Jamie.” He smiled back licking his lips as he flipped through a book. “Ever stolen the energy it takes someone to be conscious? It’s a lot of freaking energy, so I always get a headache when it happens, but add the internal power that telepaths have and it’s magnified by like 100%. Too much pressure in my head. I had a headache for a week and it was miserable. Is that all you can do? Move things? The girl I ran into could read minds. That sucks so bad because I cant control the powers I take on when I take energy and so I was hearing everything at once. I thought I was going to explode. That’s why I want to get rid of this. I see no good coming from it at all.”

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oh jeeze. I’m sorry to hear that. I wish I could help.

Welcome to my life. Happens a lot more than you’d think. 

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You’re too cute! 

Oh don’t hiss at me. Lets go get you some milk. Would you like some milk little one?

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@aydie-bilt : Wait.. your boyfriend is a cat? That’s kind of pathetic, bro..