Stranger~ Natasha Romanoff

Part 7

Friday

This first week of school was much better that I expected it to be. I mean school was boring but I met N, whatever her name is. The end of the week passed without anything significant happening. N and I started talking more and more day after day. We texted each other every day in the morning, during the day and especially before sleeping. We could spend hours talking together without getting tired of it. Everything about our little conversations is amazing, the simplest random conversation we have is enough to brighten my day in every way. I'm really confused about all of this, especially because I don't know why I care so much about her, someone whose name I don't even know. It's a feeling I've never felt before, I wouldn't even be able to explain it.

I need to clear my head and stop thinking about her for a while. It's not that I don't want to think about her, believe me, I do. But she hasn't responded to my texts since I got home, so if I keep thinking about her, I'm going to start worrying and panicking...for probably nothing. I decide to go for a run, hoping that it will help me.

I put on workout clothes and grab my headphones. I choose not to go too far from my apartment because it's already getting a little dark. I start running, following the road surrounded by the giant buildings. I feel my breath getting heavier as I run, maybe I was going a little too fast.

I kept running and was starting to redirect me to my home when I heard a noise, loud enough to drown out the music that was playing in my earphones. It was a sound I had never heard before, except in movies. It sounded like an explosion but I wasn't sure. I finally look behind me.

A large amount of flames floated by me 3 buildings away from me. I was totally frozen on my foot, unable to move a single finger. I swa people starting to run behind me, getting as far away from the fire as possible. I wanted to do the same thing but I felt like I couldn't move. I was too captivated by the flames. Fire has always been one of my biggest fears since I was a child. Which is weird because I've never experienced anything bad related to fire.

Suddenly, a second noise similar to the first one reached my ears and brought me out of my trance. This time, the noise came from much closer. My vision became blurred by the rising smoke that was burning my eyes. I could hardly see what was going on, I could only hear the creams echoing all around me. I looked around, looking for a way to escape the fire. Debris from the burning building was falling everywhere, the flames were growing, I was trapped. The smoke was taking most of the oxygen I needed to breathe properly. I was terrified.

As I lost the last shred of hope for survival I had, I felt a hand grabbing tightly my waist. The only things I could perceive of the female figure standing next to me were her wavy red hair, a pair of green eyes, so bright green that the flames appeared sober beside them. I didn't needed much to know who she was, I mean not a lot of poeple look like that.