Fire

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Fredrick's POV
As I was trying to move the shelf I heard something that scared me half to death. "OW!" I heard Essie screamed. I dropped the shelf and ran to her. She was holding her hand close to her chest. "What happened? Let me see" I said worriedly.

She slowly handed me her hand. I saw blood coming out of her hand and there was a big splinter poking out of her hand. Oh shit. Essie started crying. I grabbed her other arm and brought her inside. I didn't want my parents seeing it so I brought her to the bathroom. Ok calm down.

I put Essie on the sink and grabbed the stuff to help her wound. I grabbed a rag, some bandages, and some rubbing alcohol. "Freddy please hurry. It hurts" I heard Essie say. She was crying but she was quiet. "Im coming" I said. I put the stuff down and turned the sink on. "Ok I'm gonna take the splinter out then you put it under the water as fast as you can" I said. I didn't want to scare her. She nodded and I prepared myself to get the splinter out.

After I finished up with Essie, I wrapped her hand in bandages. I held her hand softly and asked "How does that feel?" "Um it still stings a little from the stuff" she said. I just nodded. Maybe some hot chocolate will cheer her up. "Want some hot chocolate?" I asked. She smiled and nodded vigorously. I picked her up and walked out the bathroom.

That's when the problem came up. My brother was outside the bathroom smirking at me. "It would be a shame if mama found out that you hurt Essie" he said. That pissed me off. "It would be a shame if mama found out about your kid" I said. I grabbed Essie's hand and brought her to the living room. I turned on a movie for her and went to the kitchen to start on the hot chocolate.

I grabbed one of the pots out of the cabinet. I usually do it on the stove. Not in the microwave. I grabbed the milk and the hot chocolate powder. I poured the milk in the pot and turned the stove on.

As the milk was heating up I felt like someone was watching me. I turned around and my brother was behind me. Eww. "What" was all I said. "Who the hell told you?" He asked. Oh. I know exactly what he's taking about. Maybe I should play dumb.

"I don't know. Maybe if you would shut the fuck up from time to time I wouldn't have dirt on you" I said. I turned towards the pit and dumped the powder in it. I started stirring. "Why the hell are you like this? I didn't do anything to you" he said angrily.

Oh nothing?

I slammed the spoon down on the counter. I turned around. "NOTHING?!?! Bitch please. I've never heard anything soo fucked up. You've made my life a living hell. Since I was a child. And you expect me to act nice towards you?!?! Hell no!!!" I screamed at him. He looked at me in shock and said "listen I-" "shut up and close your mouth" I said.

I turned back around and turned the stove off. The pit overflowed a little bit. It's ok though. I grabbed me and Essie's mugs. Her is purple and mine is just a plain black mug. I poured the hot chocolate into both cups.

I walked into the living room and handed Essie her mug. "Watch out Essie. It's hot" I said cautiously. She nodded and put her mug on the coffee table.

After my hot chocolate cooled off I drink it. I brought it to the kitchen to wash. Essie was still drinking hers. I just told her to put it in the sink when she's done. I'm gonna go work more on the shed.

I walked outside and it was cold. I should put on some warmer clothes. I walked up to my room and put on some warmer pants. I also put on a hoodie with a leather jacket over it. The leather jacket was those ones with the fur inside. It's soo warm.

Once I was dressed I put on my boots and walked to the front door. "Where are you going?" Jackson asked. I ignored him. I walked straight outside. I went to the shed and opened the door. I need to move this shelf.

Time skip~

I moved the shelf. I'm proud of my self. It was a workout but I did it. I sat down on the floor. Yes it's dirty but I really don't care. I sat there taking deep breaths. I looked to my side randomly. And there was another. No fucking way. Is that really?

I got up and ran under the table thing that was attached to the wall. I don't know what they're called. There was another envelope. I grabbed it and looked at it. Fredrick. Oh shit. I ripped the envelope open. Oh my god. There was more money. I pulled the money out and counted it. Another $600. Oh my god.

I sat in the shed for a while in disbelief. Where is this stuff coming from. I put the money in my pocket and just sat down on the floor. What do I do with this? Maybe I could buy stuff for the shed. That's not a bad idea.

I continued cleaning out the shed for a while. Just dusting and sweeping because it was hella dirty. Probably because literally no one uses it. I mean it's pretty small so I don't know what you could really use it for.have just storage or something like that.

I finally came to a stopping point and walked out the shed. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called my papa. "Hey Fredrick" he said. "Uh hey do you mind if I start a fire? There was an old shelf in the shed and there's really no where to put it" I said. My papa was quiet for a while. "Ok. Just be safe" he said and hung up. Yea no 'goodbye' or 'I love you.' Now to move this fucking shelf to the middle of the yard. This should be fun.

I ended up pushing the shelf to the middle of the yard and surprisingly it wasn't that hard. I guess because because it was just sliding across the grass. Now where's the stuff to actually start the fire? Probably in the house.

I walked into the house and my brother was watching tv. Essie wasn't in the living room. Oh my god. "Where's Essie?!?!" I screamed. Jackson just shrugged. Oh hell no. "What the hell is wrong with you she 6 years old and you lost her?!?!" I screamed at him. "Oh shut up she's probably in her room or something" he said like it wasn't a problem. Bitch.

I ran down the hallway to Essie's room and opened the door. Essie was sitting at her little table coloring. Good. Essie smiled and asked "What's wrong?" "I was looking for you. Do you wanna come outside? I'm making a fire" I said. I saw her eyes go wide. She shook her head 'no' vigorously. "Oh ok" was all I said.

I was standing by the fire. I eventually found the fire starter so go me. I was just warming up by the fire when I felt someone by me. I slightly looked to the side and it was Jackson. I'm not dealing with his shit. I just walked away and went into the house. I went into my room and went to sleep.




To be continued~
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