I’m Not In Control
717 Words
Everything hurt.
Not just my body.
Everything.
It felt like I was burning from the inside out.
I couldn’t move.
Couldn’t breathe properly.
Couldn’t think.
All I could feel was heat.
Too much heat.
A broken sound slipped from my lips as I shifted slightly, pain shooting through me again. It wasn’t normal pain.
It felt… alive.
Like something inside me was moving.
Waking up.
“No…” I whispered weakly.
My eyes forced themselves open.
The same room.
The same cold stone walls.
The same chains around my wrists.
But something was different.
I could hear more.
Too much.
Every small sound felt loud. The distant footsteps outside. The wind brushing against something far away. Even my own heartbeat sounded too strong, too fast.
My breathing picked up.
What is happening to me?
My fingers curled against the metal, and I sucked in a sharp breath.
I could feel it.
That energy again.
Stronger now.
Not just a pulse.
A pressure.
Building.
Pushing.
Like it wanted out.
“No… no, stop…” I whispered, shaking my head slightly.
But it didn’t stop.
It got worse.
Heat rushed through my veins, faster this time, spreading through my chest, my arms, my entire body.
My back arched as a gasp tore from my throat.
I couldn’t control it.
I couldn’t stop it.
It felt like I was losing myself.
The door burst open.
I barely registered it.
Barely saw them.
Aeron.
Nyra.
Another figure behind them.
But my focus snapped to him.
Aeron.
The moment my eyes locked onto his—
Something inside me reacted.
Violently.
A sharp pull slammed into my chest.
Mine.
The word echoed in my head, loud and overwhelming.
“No…” I whispered again, shaking.
His presence made it worse.
Stronger.
Like whatever was inside me was reaching for him.
Or reacting to him.
I didn’t understand.
I didn’t understand anything.
“Lila.”
His voice.
Low.
Controlled.
But it sent something through me.
A shiver.
A reaction I couldn’t explain.
“Stay back…” I forced out, my voice breaking. “Something’s wrong—”
“I know,” he said.
And he stepped closer anyway.
Panic shot through me.
“No—don’t—”
Too late.
The moment he moved closer—
Something snapped.
The pressure exploded.
A wave of energy burst from me, stronger than before.
The chains jerked violently.
The bed shook beneath me.
The air in the room shifted, like everything had been pushed back at once.
I gasped, my body trembling uncontrollably.
“I can’t stop it!” I cried.
My voice cracked, fear spilling over completely.
Nyra stepped forward slightly, her expression tense. “Aeron—”
“Stay back,” he said sharply.
His eyes never left mine.
And that made it worse.
Everything about him made it worse.
The pull.
The heat.
The connection.
It was too much.
“I’m going to hurt someone,” I whispered, panic rising again. “I can feel it—I can’t control it—”
Another surge hit me.
Stronger.
Faster.
My vision blurred.
My hands clenched as energy rushed through me again, building higher, higher—
Something inside me clawed upward.
Desperate.
Wild.
And then—
The chains snapped.
The sound echoed through the room.
Loud.
Final.
I froze.
So did everyone else.
For a second…
No one moved.
My chest rose and fell rapidly as I stared at my wrists.
The broken metal hung loosely from them.
I had done that.
I had broken them.
My breathing turned uneven.
“That’s not possible…” someone whispered behind Aeron.
But I barely heard it.
Because something else was happening.
My senses sharpened again.
The room felt different.
Clearer.
Sharper.
Alive.
And then—
A sound.
A low growl.
It took me a second to realise—
It came from me.
My eyes widened in horror.
“No…”
This isn’t me.
This isn’t normal.
I looked up at Aeron.
At the way he was watching me now.
Not confused.
Not unsure.
Certain.
Like he had just realised something.
And whatever it was…
It wasn’t good.
His voice was low when he spoke.
Too calm.
Too controlled.
“She’s changing.”
The words hit harder than anything else.
Because deep down…
I knew he was right.
- Writer
