My Angel

My Angel Part 10

I felt kind of stupid as I ran up to a group of people, huddling in the parking lot, watching as the building burned - all of them were just looking at it with shell-shocked horror.

I can't blame them - this was meant to be a tiny town, where nothing ever happened.

I would've scoffed if I wasn't busy holding my breath. The control of my thirst was impeccable right now, and the smoke was blocking pretty much all the scent in the air, but it's better safe than sorry. I didn't need to go and kill someone in all of this mess - the fire would be doing that just fine on its own.

I pulled the hood of my jacket up, and I started bouncing on the balls of my feet. Do I really need to do this? Could I just wait for the police - the fire department -the whatever to come and help? It would be a risk... I could accidentally kill someone. I could reveal what I am. I could... I could...

That's when I heard a woman screaming inside. She was too quiet for everyone around me to hear - but I could. I could hear her calling for help. For someone to save her.

I let out a growl, shaking my head as I thought about it. Like that woman, Sam's boyfriend was there. I didn't know the guy, but it was my fault that he was in danger. Sam told him to leave the house so I wouldn't hurt him... so that he wouldn't be put in harm's way.

So of course, he goes and gets burnt alive. Sounds about right. I sighed and rolled my shoulders as if I needed to loosen up.

I guess there really wasn't a decision to make. I didn't have a choice. People could die, and one of those people would die because of me - which was completely unacceptable.

"Son? A-are you ok?" An older guy asked, looking at me with concern.

I ignored him, sprinting forward.

I listened as people behind me screamed, calling for me to stop, to wait for the firefighters. I kept ignoring them.

I got to the store's front door, a glass one that slid, and it was shattered, fire spitting out of it. I was so close that I could touch it, and I am so glad that I couldn't feel it because at this distance I would've gotten burned for sure.

"Are vampires fireproof?" I asked myself quietly. My angel told me that's how they died usually... but they had to be ripped apart first - so I was probably gonna be fine.

Don't you dare! You have no idea how this works! This is not smart Beau! You're going to die! My angel yelled, standing in front of me, holding her hand up as if she could physically block my path.

I shook my head, growled, and just launched myself forward, going past her, gasping as I felt the heat actually kinda hurt a little. It wasn't horrible, because I went as fast as I vampricily could, but I still felt it for half a second.

I felt a slight bit of worry creep up the back of my spine - it wasn't a good thing that I could feel pain from that - I was hoping I'd just be completely immune.

Whatever, not the time to think about it. All that matters is that at the very least - I'm fire-resistant.

I looked around and the aisles were all on fire, and the roof was already collapsing. I would need to hurry if I wanted to get everyone out.

I didn't know exactly how many people were in here, but there was a good amount of cars out front - and I could hear everyone, all of them panicking around me, like a symphony of distress.

"Ok... ok - exit... we need an exit first," I whispered. Like a flash, I was off, running to the back of the store. The front was out because I literally had to walk through fire to get in, and having been in this place so many times, shopping for dinner for Charlie and I - I knew that there was just one fire exit.