《Havens home for boys [bxbxb+]》Fire vs ice .46.
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Andy's pov
I rechecked my watch. It had been fifteen minutes since Kalon left. I could tell Vance was also stressed out by how he tapped his fingers on the table.
"I'll go check on Kalon." I smiled.
Vance nodded as I left the table. I walked into the bathroom to see all the stalls empty.
I made my way down the hallway to see Kalon over a larger boy. When I got closer, I realized it was our server, and my stomach dropped.
Shit.
"Kalon!" I shouted. I slipped my arm around his waist; he began elbowing me and screaming.
"Get the fuck off me!!" He shouted.
"It's me. Calm down!" I said back as softly as I could. He was panting and breathing violently. His chest rose and fell.
He had a bloody nose, and his knuckles were on the verge of bleeding. His hands were bright red, and his body was almost shaking.
"I'm gonna kill him." He muttered under his violent panting.
"The fuck you are!" I carried him into the bathroom. I pinned him against the wall, grabbing a paper towel and trying to stop his bloody nose.
His body was shaking, and his hands were in fists.
"I-I might hurt you." He whispered.
"I-I don't wanna hurt you. I'm a k-killer."
Tears were brimming, his eyes threatening to fall.
"I'm not worried about that." I hushed him, cleaning him up the best I could with the stupid cardboard paper towel.
"I don't know what got into me." He mumbled. I nodded.
"We need to get back to the table..." he hesitated, but he didn't argue. He followed me back. Our food had arrived.
"What the fuck did he do? Someone else brought our food out." Vance grit through his teeth when he sees the state Kalon is in.
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"No one died?" I shrugged with a fake smile.
Kalon kept his head down for a very silent dinner.
I watched Vance pay the bill - leaving a huge tip.
I called a car to pick us up and take us to our hotel. Kalon slowly made his way behind Vance.
"Uhm-" he started. Vance cut him off. "We'll talk when we get to the room." He spoke firmly. Indicating he was pissed.
Vance had booked us a suite room, so we were all in a large room.
There were three bedrooms. Two rooms had two Queen beds. And one had a king.
He put milo and Declan, with the twins, in the first room. Kalon and Adorjan, with Eli, Vance, and Blue. He was leaving me with my own bed.
"Do you understand how serious this is?" Vance shouted.
There was no response.
I watched my brother pace our living room as Kalon sat with his head low.
"Kalon - look at me." Vance grit through his teeth. Kalon's gaze snapped to his.
"You are aware that I - by law - am required to report these incidents. Leaving it up to the cps if you are fit to stay with me."
Kalon nodded.
"H-he was flirting with you..." Vance sighed. He uncrossed his arms and nodded.
"What's going on with your hands? I caught your little moment yesterday. Are you losing control?"
Kalons gaze snapped up to Vance, fear rushed through his eyes.
"W-what? No! Of course not! I have plenty of control." He laughed slightly.
"Kalon, you boys are here to have a safe space, but you need to at least try to practice control, Eli isn't always the greatest about staying out of peoples minds and Adorjan-"
"What did Eli have to say about it?" Kalon cut him off, frustration was taking over his beautiful blue eyes.
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"Kalon that's-"
"No! Because I'm sure Eli was having the exact same thoughts I was! I saw the way he flinched! I was just being protective over you, but you're sitting here telling me, I need...help?" Kaon shook his head as a tears fell from his eyes, everyone in the room could feel his pain, his hands began to grow bright red.
"Kalon - calm down." Vance whispered.
At this point Adorjan and Eli, have entered the room.
"No! Fuck you! I was only caring about you, Vance!" Kalon shook his head pushing himself off the couch. I stood up after him. Vance took a step forward.
"Don't come by me." He grit through his teeth. His deep red color has began to stretch from his fingers to his forearms.
Vance was hesitant, I reached out grabbing his shoulders.
"Calm down." I spoke softly. His eyes grew a red haze.
"He's completely out of control. He needs to be somewhere safe!" Adorjan shouted.
"Get out!" Vance ordered.
"No, please just this once. Let me handle it." Adorjan pleaded. Adorjan turned to Eli. "Do you think you can get into his mind?"
Eli nodded, willing to help.
"I-it's like he's trapped in his own mind...he's afraid of hurting someone. But there's a war going on, he can't control."
The room began to get warmer. "Uhm, that's not normal..." I whispered.
"Adorjan you need to do something!" Vance shouted.
At Vance's shouting the rest of the boys rushed in.
"Shit! It's so hot in here." Declan exclaimed.
"River..." Adorjan whispered, "you can control the elements..." Rivers eyes lit up.
"Yeah! I can help." He smiled, He rushed over to Kalon and grabbed his hands.
Rivers hands grew a gentle blue color.
River placed his foot behind him to balance himself.
"He's really strong - it's hot!" River shouted as he clenched his jaw. Kalon was almost completely unconscious, as his hands were a fiery red.
There was a loud explosion as both boys crashed to the ground, knocking each other out.
"Fuck!" Vance rushed to Rivers side as I and Adorjan rushed to Kalons.
"Get him in a separate room." Vance ordered.
Adorjan picked him up and carried him into one of the bedrooms.
They began to wake River up, and placing wet wash cloths on his forehead.
His eyebrows furrowed as began to wake up, I sighed thankful he was alive.
Rushing after Kalon and Adorjan to check on both of them. I had only known Kalon for a little while now, I knew the other boys for a few years.
But I knew the potential he had here with my brother.
I didn't want to see Kalon leave, and be placed somewhere else, or something out of Vance's control happen. But it was extremely clear to anyone, Kalon was risking everything.
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