the smoke alarm

sorry guys but its all one thing and you get it in bits soz please read on.

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                                                                             The smoke alarm

The smoke alarm when off first in its annoying whine there was a sense of urgency. I work up and jumped, no not jumped. But inelegantly half tumbled, half scrambled to the door. Then I shout inside my head Rion help!! The second I touched the door handle the first waves of sadness swelled in, the realization that I was probably never going to see this room again darned on me like a cloud of arrows sharp, deadly and inescapable and terrifying it washed over me in waves pinning me to the spot. "Sky!? What are you doing!?" I turned and looked around my room for the last time as I had rightly suspected then and there. "saying good bye" I looked at myself and grabbed a jumper turned and muttered "good bye" to my room and wrenched the door open and charged down the stairs putting my jumper on at the same time, also shouting "mum, mum we need to get out the house!" "Rion I can't get mum can you reach her?" "You know she never listens to me blue!" "Don't call me blue!" "Trying to calm you down sky seriously breath your broadcasting every thought" "well then stop listening get mum to call me when you have her do it now". I run into the sitting room grabbed mums purse and bag and the picture of the mantel piece, fully aware that the smoke twisting turning with arms searching for my mouth was slowly chocking me I shudder and run. I then run out the house a second later I was back in the sitting room coughing the above the front door the support had crumbled and now there was a burning pile of rubble barricading the door way. The mass of brick wood and flame like a bomb from my child hood the one that burned me "what did we do?" "that was not our fault and you know that it's good that I could heal you the first time try not to get burned again please blue" Then I get out my phone and ring 999 I feel like an idiot for not calling them before. "you were focused on getting out and I have already tried to get thought to them the signal was blocked" Then I realized I was trapped the flames consuming the walls around me the smoke making me light headed and unable to think the flames like dancing brick red and orange performers, then there were patches of blue flames and green where there is plaster in the normal brick. It was like death was putting a show on for me before I die "sky!? Focus!" the back door the ringing stops and someone answers I run and shout "help my house is on fire my house is on fire help me help me. Then the fan heater that I had left on had court fire and a wave of flames barreled into me I ducked, the flames just miss me but burn my hair and the skin on my neck. I bite back the urge to scream and realize Rion listened to me at last, Rion's gone now completely I feel the space he always was if this is my last thought I realizes I always needed him he kept me out of trouble and I him somehow.

Now if this had been Hollywood then one of two things would have happened A) I would have somehow made it too the back door with fire shooting around me and made it to safety and find my mum and all would be hunky dory or B) getting trapped under a piece of un-burning wood that is light enough to not hurt me but too heavy for me to lift and some handsome young fit man with real abs and strong but soft hands takes off the plaster and picks me up and holds me too him close so I can feel him through my own body till I get my feet back then we would find my mum then go too his mums or something like that and all live happily forever after or till the sequel at least. But this is not Hollywood I get too under the stairs and the stairs crumble a big flaming piece of thick plaster and wood it hits me straight to the floor I feel my collar bone crack. "owww" I shout then realize that the phones still on I shout "help me" a couple of times then I realizes that my ribs are not right one is making it hurt when I shout so I stop and it dawns on me that at least three of them are broken then the flames start to come though and the rest is not very nice but here goes the flames burn through the plaster and then my jumper court alight that hurt but it was a minor amount of pain compered too what came next the fire slowly burned its way the jumper and into my pyjama top that's when the waves of pain started I felt like someone had poured a hundred kettles on me at once and it only gets worse I feel the firer biting into my skin as I pass out.