Burning Love (My Firewoman) LGBT

Ch. 22 No guarantee of your life

Raven~

I don't know
But I think I may be fallin' for you

I closed my eyes and jogged on the silent street. The song soothed my nerves as the cold air stroked my skin.

Dropping so quickly
Maybe I should keep this to myself
Waiting 'til I know you better

I checked the watch and it's been half an hour's since I've been running. Yesterday my mind was so fucked up, I couldn't concentrate on anything. Neither the paperwork nor physical activities.

I tried to call and text Agnett which was the very first thing I did with my brand New phone, but she never answered.

I am trying, not to tell you
But I want to,
I'm scared of what you'll say

I was seriously in such a bad mood that I almost punched the pizza guy who was just 10 seconds late for the pizza delivery. He got spooked by me and didn't even ask for the money.

Later I felt bad for him so I paid the bill directly to the restaurant and apologised to him.

And so I'm hiding what I'm feeling
But I'm tired of holding this inside my head

I stopped for a couple of minutes at the sunrise spot and sat on the bench. I gulped down the water and watched the sky fill with multiple shades of reds and yellows.

I glanced at my phone which had my Kitten's photo as the lockscreen wallpaper, hoping to see any reply or call back from her. I couldn't sleep a blink last night and my head was throbbing.

I literally sent her so many long texts out of frustration and sadness that she might be thinking I am acting total bizarre now.

I sighed in loneliness and put my phone back. I stayed there for a while enjoying the view before heading to my dormitory. I first went to have a cup of Dan's black coffee.

Sitting on one of the chairs lazily I called out for him. "What happened to you?" He asked looking at me.

"What?"

"Look at you? Are you on drugs?" He asked chuckling and I rolled my eyes which hurted so much.

"Just get me the coffee." I mumbled putting my head on the table. He came back with the drink and I took a sip, feeling a little active than before.

It was 6 in the morning and slowly firefighters started to fill inside the canteen. We had really rough existence. Sleepless nights, overnight shifts, continuous intense training, extra working hours and no guarantee of your lives.

Sometimes I felt like I need a break from all this. I should become Agnett's personal assistant at the shelter. That'll be the best job for me.

I rubbed my face thinking about my girl who was mad at me and I can't reckon of anything. I thought I would die yesterday and had been acting like a malicious creature.

"She's furious at me." I whispered spilling myself on the chair like a gooey mess. Dan frowned thinking who I was referring to.

"What happened?" He put two cappuccinos over the counter and called out customers name.

"Yesterday, I met Margaret." I took another sip feeling gloomier with every passing minute.

"You met your ex!?" He exclaimed so loudly that his voice attracted some attention.
I gave him a look, telling him to decrease his volume.

"Why would you meet her? Isn't she already married and isn't she a kind of bitch." He asked making me to sigh.

"She was but yesterday I don't think so she was messing around. She is genuinely going through a lot." I told Dan about Margret, including the things she told me yesterday.