Player 3?

Chapter 10 : Fire

Chapter 10

Kaye POV

I went back downstairs to the living room.

"What's going on?" Michael asked.

I sat down beside him on the couch.

"I made a deal with him. He's going to get in trouble if he goes home because his dad will know he drank alcohol. So I said he could stay here, but I'm having a talk with him about how he treated you tonight."

"Is he ok?"

"I think he's fine. But he smells like a campfire. Can you give me a change of clothes for him to wear? I want him to shower and have something not covered in smoke to change into."

"Is it safe for him to shower like that?"

"I think he's fine. He only seems a little drunk."

"Ok."

I followed Michael upstairs to his room. He gave me some clothes for Jeremy.

"Thanks for not making me talk to him," Michael said.

"You're welcome. Just try to calm down, ok?"

He nodded and went back downstairs. I went back to the bathroom, shut the door, and sat down on the floor next to Jeremy, who was crying now.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I was mean to Michael."

"I thought you didn't care."

"That's when my squip was saying stuff to me."

"Is it not saying anything to you now?"

"No. It... It resets or something and shuts down if you drink alcohol."

"So it's not talking to you right now?"

He shook his head no.

"Ok. Weird."

"Does Michael hate me?"

"No. But he's not happy with you. We can talk about Michael later. Can you tell me what happened tonight?"

"I can try... Everything's a little fuzzy because I drank..."

"It's ok. Just tell me what you remember."

"I had a conversation with Christine. And she's just... not interested in being my girlfriend. And I got upset about it. And then Michael showed up and we had a fight and I was really mean. I left him in the bathroom and that's when I started drinking because I heard it made you feel better if you were upset. It's hard to remember... But my squip had fixed my vision and I didn't need my glasses. But when I drank, everything got reset because my squip shut off and I couldn't see anymore because my vision went back to being bad. And someone brought me upstairs. I'm not sure who. I don't remember and I couldn't see. And next thing I knew, I heard fire alarms. I've never been to Jake's house before and I couldn't see, so I didn't know how to get out of the house. I just kept trying to find the door because I knew I had to get downstairs, but I kept tripping over stuff that was on the floor. And I finally found the stairs. But when I went to take a step, it was further down than I thought and the last thing I remember is falling down the stairs. I thought I was going to die. I couldn't breathe. There was so much smoke."

I sighed.

"Ok... Well Michael came home after you yelled at him. And like 5 minutes later, we found out the house was on fire, so we drove back to look for you. Michael wasn't going to leave the house until he found you. I saw you come tumbling down the stairs. And we carried you out."