𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁.

𝟷. 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎

— 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳 —

Zac watched helplessly as firefighters ran into Fatima's house. His heart sank to his toes when he saw the thick black smoke and flames coming from the back side of her home he wasn't able to see until now.
"Fuck fuck fuck"! he hit his fist and his tears threatened to cascade down his face. Seeing an opening between the cones, he ran towards them until he felt someone grab his arm.

"Sir! Please..this is a restricted area" a female officer let him know but he didn't care. "Fuck that!" Before he knew it a team 3 more officers, males this time came to hold him back, blocking him from seeing anything else "FATIMA!!" he yelled through his tears. "BABY IM HERE! IM COMING!!" he hollered trying to break free. "My fiancé is in there!!"

"Sir! Sir please calm down" the officer said trying to motion him towards the other side of the street.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" Zac he yelled in their faces as tears steadily clouded his vision. They ignored his question, still trying to move him away from the seen for his own safety. a"Do you know the victim?" the lady officer asked him as soon as he seemed calmer than before. He lifted his head from his hands, looking at the lady like she was crazy through his red eyes. "The victim? What—" but Zac wasn't able to finish, someone from the other side of the street hollered out

"WAIT!! SHE'S BREATHING!!"

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𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕
𝟷𝟷:𝟶𝟶𝚊𝚖

Zac threw his head back as another hour pasted without any word on Fatima's current state. He had already paced the waiting room floor until the dark gray carpet beneath his Js lightened in color. He sat up and rubbed his hands together, not being able to remember a time when he was this anxious to know something. The ambulance that got Fatima here arrived 120 minutes ago and nobody seems to know anything. He was already in a sour mood after being told he couldn't ride with her here. They said being her fiancé wasn't grounds strong enough to let him in the back of the emergency vehicle under these circumstances, which he was still confused about.

Now he fought himself from thinking the worse. Was she hurt? How bad is it if she is? Does she need him? Did she ask for him? How can he get to her? What if it is bad? Zac has been waiting for a while and could easily tell the floor wasn't that busy. That was all the more reason why he didn't understand why he couldn't get an update.

Unable to bear much more, Zac waited until the man that talked to the receptionist took his papers and left before standing to his feet. Taking a few deep breaths, he calmed his frustrated expression the best he could, approaching the tall C-shaped front desk.

"Excuse me, how is it y'all still don't have an update on Fatima Wilson? What the hell yall doing back there?"

The lady in maroon colored scrubs smacked her teeth, still staring at the computer screen as a way to purposely ignore Zac. She loudly popped her gum and used her tongue toss it over to the opposite side on her mouth. "Sir, I do apologize but there hasn't been an update on her yet. I like I said before, I'll come get you when they come get me. Okay? Now, please" she stroked a few keys in the keyboard Zac couldn't see over the lip of the wide desk. "Go have a -oh shit" she mumbled her last words as her eyes fell on Zac's face. "Damn" she let slip, almost swallowing her gum after being so rude to a man this fine.

"Um, excuse her" Zac heard the voice of another female from behind the desk only mashing his already pressed buttons. He brushed his hand over his face, feeling his ends being stretched.