The years went by slowly. Nate spent every day locked up in his room. Morgan would come by and ask if he wanted to come play, or come out and hang out. It hurt Nate so much, because he desperately wanted to, but he was afraid. The only times he came out were when his parents left for a wedding, and their memorial when they died in a storm. Morgan walked over to Nate and hugged him tight.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to him. "I'll make you something special. I think this is worth breaking your diet for."

Nate didn't speak. He just went back to his room, closing the door behind him. Once it was closed, Nate sat on the floor and leaned against the door, crying softly.

"Nate," Morgan said. "I wish you'd let me in. I want us to be close again. I miss getting to spend time with you. Being friends with you. I brought you a piece of chocolate cake."

Nate heard her words, and wiped his eyes.

"I want to spend time with you, too," he whispered to himself.

He just didn't want to hurt her. He didn't trust himself. All he could hope was that, one day, he would learn to control his powers.

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Sorry it's a short one, guys.