Another cute Ianita photo! Drawing belongs to little-Ianita on Tumblr
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Tom came home finally. He was confused about what happened, until Mot quietly told him everything as I laid on my bed silently crying to myself. He hugged me tightly and promised everything would be okay. I didn't believe him.

I didn't see Tiffs reaction to Lola. I heard it. I heard sobs from the walls and muffled cries that were pure torture in my ears. I ripped apart a family. I'm a terrible person.

"It's not your fault. Don't you ever think it was your fault." Tom whispered as the sobs went on.

It is my fault. Everything is always my fault.

Tiff came in one day to talk to me. I remember every word she said to me. Well. Every word that was distinguishable.

"L-Lola was worried about y-you. She heard you won't t-talk."

That was true. I wouldn't talk. I didn't have anything to say.

"She w-wanted me to say thank you for s-saving her life."

I could have prevented what happened.

"Please t-talk again Sparklez. Tommy misses y-you."

I missed Tommy too.

And then another day, Lola herself came in. I didn't face her. I felt too guilty.

"Jordan...why won't you talk to any of us? If you think it's your fault, it isn't. Im fine now. Everything is okay. You don't have to feel sorry for me anymore."

I don't feel sorry for you. I feel guilt. You aren't okay. I know you're still hurting and you're just being brave for me. I know because you're like me. You hide the hurt.

"You know what you could do? Just to make me happy?"

I'll do anything to make you happy again.

"Talk. Just say something to poor Tom. It would make all of us so happy."

I have nothing to say. What do I even say?

"Just a word. Doesn't even have to make sense. Just say something."

"Guilt," I whispered. My voice sounded terrible. I guess that happens when you haven't talked for two weeks.

"What? You feel guilty? It wasn't your fault. You saved me Jordan. You saved Nicky. We'd both be dead if it weren't for you."

"I could have prevented everything..."

"Everything happens for a reason, that's what I believe in. No gods or science or mathematical equations. Just fate. This happened to me for a reason."

I raised up and faced her. She looked better. She had color in her cheeks. She had a warm smile on her face.

"Are you saying you got raped for a reason?" Okay, that's sounded way harsh out loud.

She didn't seem bothered by it though. "Yes. Something good comes out of everything. My parents disowned me, I learned how to live on my own. I quit my job at the bar, I got a new job as a map designer. I get raped, I get stronger now that I've gotten through it. See my logic?" She tapped her temple.

I guess that made sense...

"So...you're okay? You're all better?"

"I'm okay right now. Probably won't be later but...I'll just enjoy right now." She smiled sadly.

I liked the way Lola thought about things.
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"Okay um...I think you're both good to go if you feel like leaving. And Lola if you ever need pills or anything to you know...just ask me." Champ hinted towards Lola. She only nodded.

I was going home with Tom today. He and Ianita were waiting outside for me. I missed them both so much during this.
Champ excused us both and we left the room together. Tiff was waiting outside with a teddy bear and flowers. Tom was waiting with Ianita on his waist and Franklins leash in his other hand. Franklin. I missed that pig.

I watched Lola run into Tiffs arms. Tiff dropped the things she had been carrying and hugged Lola instead. They laughed and held eachother for a long time.

I stared at Tom for awhile. He stared at me. I think he was just looking at my tattoos actually. After that night, I noticed that they'd spread even further up my arms and neck. I had a feeling if I took off my shirt, I'd see the black flames all over my chest and back. I wondered what Tom thought about them.

"Hi." I said to him. He just continued to look over my tattoos.

"You hate them, don't you?" I sighed. I actually liked my tattoos.

"No. I think they're sexy." He smiled slyly and winked at me.

He thinks they're sexy. "You...you think they're sexy? Really?"

"Yeah. I'd say more but there's a kid and a pig in the room." He laughed. I blushed when I realized he still had Ianita.

"Hi Speriols!" She waved even though I was only a few feet away.

"Hi sweetie. Having fun with Uncle Tom?" Uncle Tom. That's the funniest thing I've heard myself say. Tom made a gagging face after I said it.

"Yeah! He taught me bout bitches!" She giggled.

I sent a death glare to Tom and he blushed furiously. "Look, I taught Mot and she just, you know, overheard everything. Not my fault."

"Not your fault my daughter knows what a bitch is?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Nope. Stop looking at me like that and get over here. I've missed you talking."
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"I'm surprised how nice you're being to Ianita. I thought you said you wanted nothing to do with her." I traced a finger down his collar bone as I spoke. We were laying in his bed together with Ianita in between us. We had to whisper so we wouldn't wake her up.

"I just...it's just really weird to me that you have a kid with a god. Then I felt bad because here I was running off and leaving you with a kid when you had no experience whatsoever with them. And then that thing happened with Lola...and Mot was exhausted from taking care of her so I just said I'd watch her for awhile. She's actually pretty cute."

I thought back to when he said my tattoos were sexy. I was still wondering about how much they spread since I've been using my powers.

"I'll be right back." I sat up from my spot on the bed and left to the bathroom. There was a mirror in there I could see in.
I stepped into the hall way and went into the bathroom. I switched on the light and closed the door behind me.
My tattoos had spread a lot more than I thought, and I hadn't even taken off my shirt yet. Black flames stretched all the way up my jaw line and went as far as my finger tips on my arms. I took off my shades to look at my eyes. Even my eyes looked weirder. They were barely even blue anymore. They glowed violet as I blinked.

I took off my shirt. The tattoos had completely taken over my skin. They started from my abdomen and stretched further and further.

"What's happening to me?"I whispered as I touched the black ink. I looked so different. I use to look so pale and awkward...

Now I had an almost six pack along with tattoos and purple hair. I don't even look like the same person who left Mianite a year ago.

"Bloody hell..." I heard someone whisper.

Tom stood in the doorway of the bathroom. His eyes were wide as quarters as he stared at my tattoos. He was blushing again. He must really like my tattoos.

"Just wanted to see how much they spread...way worse than I thought." I chuckled.

"Or way better..." He shut the door behind him and locked it.

Oh boy.

"Er...Tom, should we do this while a little kid is in the other room?" I asked nervously as he began to step closer to me.

"She's not gonna know...we just gotta be quiet." He smirked and pinned me against the wall.
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"I hate you." I spat at him from the couch. He only laughed and patted my head.

"Hey, I let you have a turn. Stop whining." He plopped down next to me on they couch.

I was freaking exhausted. That was the longest we'd ever gone and I had been bottom almost all the way through.

"Why did I let you do this to me..." I groaned and thirstily drank the rest of my water.

"Because you love me? I think that's a good reason." He chuckled.

"I hate you so much." I threw the empty bottle of water at his head, but I missed.

"Come on, lets get you to bed baby doll. Can't have my bae tired and grouchy." He laughed and kissed my cheek. I wanted to murder him. He knows I hate anything with the word bae or baby in it.

I felt him pick me up and carry me. I wanted to slap him in the face, but I was way too tired so I just went limp in his arms. "I'd slap you right now if I weren't so tired."

"Aw, baby's angry." He coed.

I tried to think of a good comeback, but my brain wouldn't have it. I was out before Tom even put me to bed.
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Toms p.o.v

I really did feel bad for taking over him like that. But could you blame me? He went from a pasty nerd to a ripped body builder in a month. And those tattoos...God I'm a sucker for those. I had to release my hormones somewhere...

So it really made me worry when I woke up and Ianita was the only one in the bed. At first I thought maybe he went to sleep on the couch because he was mad at me. But then I heard him. He was calling for me, and he sounded like he was dying. I got up immediately and ran into the hallway. It was coming from the bathroom.

I practically busted down the door trying to get in.

I could feel my heart drop into my stomach. He was leaned over the toilet bowl and he was puking, but that's not what scared me. His short was still off and I could see his stomach, and it was completely sunken in. I could see his bones through his skin. What the hell?

"Tom..." He called out weakly. His glowing purple eyes met mine. I only saw a few small specs of blue left. I don't know why, but that really scared me. He reached out a shaking hand. Is this a dream? This has to be a nightmare right? I just have to pinch myself and I'll be right beside healthy Sparklez in our bed. I pinched my arm as hard as I could. Nothing. Just a small pain and the same horrifying picture of Sparklez in front of me. This was real.

"Tom...Tom..." His voice was so shaky and dry. I took his hand and sat in the floor beside him, taking him in my arms and holding him.

"What happened?! What's happening to you?!" He was so warm. He was sweating and I could feel him shaking against me. He tried to speak but all that came out was a bunch of gibberish, so he just shook his head. What do I do? I was so scared I couldn't even move.

"Dianite what's wrong with him?!" I yelled at the ceiling. No answer. Why was that bastard never here when I needed him? Sparklez was shaking even more violently by the minute. My hand traced over his stomach. It was just bone.

"Speriols?"

My eyes met purple ones from the doorway. Ianita.

"G-Go away. Go back to sleep. It's okay. Everything's okay." I can't let her see him. He'd go nuts if she saw him like this. He's so protective of her. It's why I didn't like her.

"Speriols is hurt. He needs help." She stepped closer.

"No, go back to bed. He's fine. Go back to bed." He wasn't fine, but I needed her to get out of here. He was convulsing all over and I was trying my hardest to get him to stop. He was gonna scare the poor kid if she didn't go away.

"Mommy says always help Speriols. I help him." She kneeled in front of us and held a hand next to his stomach.

"No don't touch him, you'll hurt him." He was in enough pain already. He didn't need her adding to it. Why can't she just follow orders?

"I help. Mommy says I help. I help Mr. Tom." She assured me. I watched as she put her hand on Sparklez stomach. She closed her eyes and put the other hand next to her right.

What happened next, I will never forget. It was the same thing I saw the night Andor trashed the guest room. It was the same thing I saw happen to Sparklez so many times before. It started with a purple glowing aura, and then her hair started to lift into the air. And just like magic, Sparklez stomach started to look normal again. He stopped shaking. He stopped talking gibberish. He was just breathing quietly now.

"S-Sparklez?" I asked him.
I saw one of his eyes open a crack, and then he chuckled quietly. "I have weird dreams..." He murmured.

"Sparklez that wasn't a dream you-you were dying or something! Your stomach was gone and I could see your bones and...you scared me so much." I kissed his head and squeezed him.

"Unnatural and consuming hunger..." He whispered.

"What? What does that mean?"

"It's one of the side affects. I just thought I'd get hun-...Ianita?" His attention immediately went to the little girl who was now smiling giddily at him. I could feel my chest burning with jealously. I shouldn't feel like this. She just saved his life. I should be thankful.

"Are you better daddy?" She asked him.

He laughed and reached out a hand to her. "I'm all better. I'm sorry I woke you up sweetie."
She ran to him and cuddled into his side.

"You didn't wake me up. Mommy did."
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