I stared at her from across the room and could feel my blood boiling. My skin must looked scorched and burnt, the flame within me was so wild. She looked up at me without shock--but--couldn't she see I was on fire? "You okay?" she asked, finally noticing my intense gaze. I wanted to kill her. "Yeah." I muttered. "You don't look okay," she laughed lightly, coming towards me and wrapping her arms around me. I couldn't take her cold touch. The flames broke out of my body, it engulfed us both, as I wrapped my hands around her neck.