I shouted upstairs to my boyfriend, Kyle, as I thought he was asleep. It was 10.30am and he usually stayed in bed until afternoon, because he worked the night shift at his friend's business. There was no reply at first; instead I heard the rumbling of the shower swiftly stop. "I'll be down in five!" he answered at last. I took another sip of my tea and headed to the kitchen.
It was nearly lunchtime so I decided to prepare a meal for everyone. I decided on pasta as it was highly unlikely the boys' would dislike it. The sun radiated through the window, watching me create the meal, highlighting the fresh white walls of the kitchen. I turned the radio up slightly as I didn't like working in silence and began to hum along to the tune. I boiled the pasta, the hot steam breathing on my face and set four bowls out on the counter. Once the meal was finished, I placed generous portions in each dish, hoping the boys would be hungry.
"Need any help?" Kyle startled me, his deep voice echoing around the room. The radio had stopped. Alarmed, I jumped backwards, not realising the scorching stove was still turned on. I felt my left hand score through the blue flame, my flesh instantly charring. Thankfully, I managed to get my hand under a cold tap in time and Kyle helped me bandage it up. He kept apologising, over and over, though it wasn't exactly his fault. However, I was more than certain I turned the stove off once I drained the pasta. And I never, ever had the temperature turned up that high.
Kyle rummaged through the cupboard and found some pain relief tablets which I eagerly took. After a few minutes, the tablets began to soothe the burning pain, just in time, as the doorbell rang. I gulped and looked at Kyle. He smiled and opened the door.
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Mind Fires
HorrorWhen Tessa James agrees to take on her young nephews after they are removed from their mother, she thinks it will be a simple task. But when the boys' behaviour becomes abnormal, the reasons become clear as to why their mother neglected them. Tessa...
