The Remnants Of Forgotten Love

chapter 1

"Please, you stay alive"

It was past midnight, the streets were quiet, the houses were all dark with no light on, people were sleeping peacefully, not knowing what was happening or about to happen.

There was just one place that was glowing in that dark night. an old restaurant that was on that street. runned by a man and his wife.
the noise of crockery could be heard from that store. The sound of pans clattering and delicious aroma filled the air, he was working late at night to make his restaurant run more prosperously.

he was a great chef, people from far away would come to the restaurant to get a taste of his cooking and every time he would surprise them with something new. an enchanting dish.

he was In charge of the kitchen meanwhile the counter was Handled by his wife, while their daughter would help them from time to time.

This time as well he was in his restaurant, trying to invent one more enchanting dish accompanied by his daughter.

suddenly, huge smoke started covering the restaurant from inside and outside as well, and in no time, smoke started rising to the clouds followed by threatening flames.

(Isla's pov)

"What... what Is happening... I... this... f-fire... how did this-" my voice trembled, as I noticed the fire spreading everywhere around us, and the smoke blinding us, but I  was brought back to my senses by my father's yelling.

"Isla! Come to your senses! Run! Now!" Screamed my father while running towards me, fear etched on his face.

My father grabbed my hand, and started running towards the door. Meanwhile the flames licked the walls and the furniture, devouring everything in it's path, chasing after us, I feel scared, what is happening?.

trying to cover his and my head with his other hand my father ran towards the door, just when we reached the door the ceiling fell... but before the ceiling could bury us, father pushed me away and got buried under the rubble that just fell instead... losing consciousness from the pain he passed out.

while i... i sat right where I  fell from the push, staring at the rubble infront of me, my father's body that was buried under the rubble because of me, a tear drop escaped from my eye, my whole body trembled, I don't know I don't know what is happening what just happened how did the fire suddenly start how did father... how did we...

I crawl to where the rubble fell, to my father, and the first word that comes out from my mouth was,

"Father!" I Screamed, a scream that could be heard from miles away, and enough to break the windows open.

I hope... I hope someone comes... God please save us... Liam... I need you, I cried inside, with tears falling from my eyes, but my no cry or fear was able to stop me from trying to get my father out, i can't let him be buried there...

I continued trying to get my father out, not caring about all the bruises or injuries I got on the way, or the fire that continued to reach my, or my cries that not only echoed in the restaurant but inside me too.

"Isla... let go... live... don't let this... end us..." father said, his voice trembling, as his eyes flickered with consciousness.

"No... you can't... you have to survive..." my voice cracked, as more tears continued to stream down my face.

"I'm not dead... yet, but... I soon will... my child... don't suffer... live... and do not let our legacy die..." father spoke with all of his might, but as the time continued to passed, his voice continued to get weaker.