Count on Me

Chapter 14

I got out all the books I needed and slammed my locker shut. Only one more day,  till weekend.

I really don't have a problem with school, actually I like it, it makes me feel normal, and like I fit in. But a girl can only take so much amount of work,  before one's brain gets fried,  because of going into overdrive.  And let's just say that Britany has done everything these past few days to make my life miserable,  I mean sure I can show her what I'm capaple of,  but I can't have her rich parents sue me for manslaughter,  their lawers would be all over me,  then MI6 would have to get involved, and yeah it would be really messy,  so I try to ignore her tormenting.  and so far I think I'm doing quite well.

I walked off to my second last subject of the day.  I finished all my homework in the free I had earlier today,  lets just hope our English teacher will take it easy on us today,  and we will only be reading How to kill a Mocking bird,  we were already halfway through,  and at the end of the semestere we are to write an enormous essay on the book,  so excited yeay!!(note the sarcasm)

Calan fell into step with me, "Hey what's up! " he said.

"Not much, you?"

"Nothing really,  hey wanna hang out this weekend? "

"Uhm,  I'm kind of busy Calan, you know homework and all. "

"Yeah, ok,  says the girl who finishes all her homework before school is even over "he said a smug expression on his face,  he caught me out and he knew it.

"I have a life,  outside of school you know"

"Oh yeah prove it,  hang out with me this weekend. " he said blocking my path before I could go into the class,

"Well someone is persistent " I said with a smirk, "Now move so I can get to class."

"Only if you say yes " he said,  and I sighed.

"Alright fine, " I said and he smirked and moved out of the way.

When I walked past him I felt his warm breath tickle my ear,  "I know a goodgirl's weakspot "he wispered.

We sat down just in time, before the bell rang. I leaned over to Calan, "Good girls are only bad girls who never get caught " I wispered to him,  causing him to smirk at me.

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I followed my usual routine and followed Laurel home.

I loved my bike,  the wind blew on my skin and I could smell the salt in the air.  And the thrill I got from riding was quite exilirating. 

I saw Laurel's red car in front of me,  but it didn't take a left to our neighbourhood,  instead she took a right,  Where is she going, I thougt.  I followed her down the small street, the houses were old and most of them abandoned,  it could have looked beautifull, if only someone,  would have taken care of the neighbourhood.

The neighbourhood looked fairly familiar,  I didn't know why. I rode on following Laurel's red car infront of me,  the houses flying by me, suddenly I saw something,  that, I wished I would never have to see again.

I slammed the brakes of my bike,  causing it to screech against the tar,  and the back wheel drifting a little before comming to a complete stop.

Everything stil looked the same as when I last saw it.  A bit older and withered,  but completely the same. The red mailbox, McLean, the letters read, faded but still visible,  the wreckage of what was once my home was also visible,  just covered in grass and weeds,  and then all the memories came flooding back to me.

"Hey sweetie what are you doing " , the man asked me,  he was in his mid thirties, his big brown eyes resembling those of my sister.  I continued tiping oon my computer  not even looking up when I answer.

"Nothing just,  homework"I continue to work on the computer, 

"Oh,  dinner will be ready in five " he said,  I could hear the regret in his voice.

"Ok,  just close the door on your way out " I said to him continuing to type away. 

I was busy working  , when the smell hit me,  it was so strong and definite,  that no one could ignore it. Gas.

Only mere seconds later the definite boom of an explosion was heard,  mixed,  with the blood curling agonising screams comming from downstairs. 

I hurried over to the door,  and tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge,  It was still swolen,  from the water that flooded the bathroom   earlier that week. I turned the knob repeatedly,  kicking and banging on the door,  tears streaming down my face,  I could see the smoke tickling throught,  under my door,  I grabbed the knob again,  but it was too hot,  and I yelped out in pain.  I ran over to my computer and threw it at the door,  causing the door to shatter. 

Fire!!  Flames everywhere licking at the walls,  their hands grasping at my clothes,  but I managed to dodge them. Hurrying to the kitchen,  the last time I saw them,  they were all huddled up in the kitchen,  holding each other,  hands outstretched to me as the flames engulfed them. Another blood crunching scream came,  but this time from me. ....

I was so wrapt in my thoughts,  that I was oblivious to the screaching sound of tires, as well as the honking of the car speeding toward me.

Two lights getting closer,  blinding  me before . ..

CRASH!!!

I was on the pavement,  I wanted to cry out but couldn't,  the last thing I saw were two feet walking toward me, words were spoken,  but I couldn't hear his rambling,  all that was on my mind is tthat I couln't go to the hospital,  I must not be identified..

These thoughts,  ran through my mind,  the darkness was creaping in, at the corners of my eyes,  and I let it take me.

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A/N:

Hello people of earth,  I hope you all liked this chapter, it was a bit of a filler,  and sorry abouut the cliffhanger,  but the next chapter will be pretty long so thats good.  

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