Part Sixteen

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My bed is warm, I wish I could say in it for the rest of my life ignoring reality. But no, I have things I need to do and a boy I love. A psychotic yet genius boy.  I sigh and sit up in bed. 

"What am I supposed to do? Just let Lex kill Superman? Is that a good or bad think. I'm just so confused." I mumble aloud to my empty apartment. I start towards the living room, then freeze. Smoke, it smells like smoke. Swiftly, I fling open the door. There are screams. Woman and their children are running out of their rooms. Panicked, I grab a book of photos, my laptop, my phone, and then my cat. I race down the stair case along with shoving neighbors carrying as much as they could. The smoke was thick and gross. It hurt my eyes and my lungs. Finally, I reach the main street. The building is in flames. It's a beautiful sight. It doesn't hit me what has happened. Whats happening?  I pull out my phone and call Lex.

"Lex... can you come pick me up?" I ask and clutch my cat closer. I don't tell him whats going down. 

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