Scarlett's P.O.V
Awww, there are candles and roses sprinkled from the front of the door I am stood at, going up the stairs, I'm in awe. Thunder claps through the air and I practically run following the petals, the candles flickering as I run past. I go flying into the bedroom and Charlie catches me giggling.
" you okay?" He breathes, stroking my hair.
"Yeah" I giggle, looking away. He knows I'm lieing, he knows I'm petrified of storms. He leans in to kiss me and I happily join in.Scarlett's P.O.V
I wake up coughing my guts up, expecting to have a cold but to only see smoke engulfing the room, flames licking the walls, I try and call out to Charlie but my lung feels like they are burning. I climb out of bed and walk around to the other side of the bed where Charlie's phone is. Damn, it has a pin!! What is it?! Omg I don't have time for this. I try shake Charlie away, I pinch his cheek and poke his eye but he just murmurs something about ice cream. We are fucked really, I can't carry him. I can barely carry myself, I sigh and cough again. My cough getting worse each time. I hear a creak behind me, the wind from the window sends goosebumps through my body, my heart speeds up and I think this is the only chance I have. I don't turn to see who it is, I quickly run, grab my phone but by then it is too late, I feel something hit the back of my head and then all I see is black. I try fight it and shout Charlie but I can't, it's too strong and I give in.
Charlie's P.O.V
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. I open my eyes to see smoke and the sound of an alarm clock. I feel dizzy and I hold my head as I try to realise what's happening. I start to cough and notice Scarlett on the floor near the door with her hand on her phone. My eyes widen in realisation and I commando crawl off the bed over to Scarlett, as to make sure I don't ingest too much smoke or we are both screwed."babe!!" I shout, and croak. She doesn't move and I lean to look into the hallway. There is a shadow on the wall, from downstairs, throwing gas all over the place, the fire is getting worse and I hear a chilling laugh as the person walks out. It wasn't Scarlett's dad but I bet he has something to do with this. I unlock her phone and call 999, asking for a fire engine and leaving the phone in my pocket once I have given all the relevant information. They told me to stay on the line but I have to get Scarlett out of here. I pick her up and the roof comes crashing down on top of us. The last thing I see before I close my eyes is Officer Birdy.

YOU ARE READING
trust doesn't always come back
Ficção Adolescentemeet Scarlett Johnson, 17 year old Caucasian, with blonde hair, green eyes and a cute personality. she may keep to herself in the hallways, avoid eye contact but deep down no one knows her secret. What will it take to bring her out of her shell?