The Child of Sparks

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"What did I tell you about your little friend blowing her horn in the morning?" he hollered.  

"You... you told me to make sure she never blew it again." I stuttered. I didn't know whether to be relieved or scared. The cops weren't here for me? 

"If I hear it blow one more time I will break your little friend's wrists. Do you understand?" 

"Yes sir, she won't blow the horn again. I promise." He'd never threatened Megan before. It is one thing to threaten and hurt me, but it is a whole different thing to threaten my friend. He's starting to get bolder. 

"Babe, make an appointment with the mechanic for some time this week okay? The damn police just gave me a ticket for my truck's signal light." He shouted to my step mom. 

"What the hell are you still standing here for you little bitch." He said staring at me. 

I was still rooted to the spot, staring at my dad. I turned and ran back up the stairs. 

"What happened?" Megan was sitting on my bed. She used the fire escape to get in. My dad didn't allow me or my friends to use the front door. 

"Well, my dad was pissed about you blowing your horn this morning. You can't blow it anymore or it will get me into some big trouble." 

"That's all? What aren't you telling me?" She asked. 

"Nothing, that's it." 

"Okay let me rephrase the question. What did he threaten you with? More broken ribs or maybe he's going do the deed this time and kill you?" she said sarcastically. 

"No, he just said don't do it again. He was distracted with a broken signal light on his car. That is why the police was here. They wrote him a ticket." 

Megan snorted. "That's what the monster gets. Are you sure you don't want to come home with me? My parents won't mind. It's not like your parents will know anyway. I mean come on how many times..." 

CRASH! My bedroom door slammed open, causing my pictures on the wall to fall. 

"Why the hell is she in here. I didn't say you could have any friends over. You aren't allowed to have friends over. EVER." My dad roared.

He stalked over to Megan and grabbed her arm. He started to tow her toward the open window. "I swear to God you are nothing, but a piece of shit. I should have killed both you and your slut of a mom when I found out she was pregnant." He said. Megan brought her elbow down into his over flowing gut. "Run Adena!" I frantically looked around the room for something to use against him. I had to get Megan out of here and fast. What do I do? My heart slowly started to burn. My dad was now holding Megan by her hair a few inches off the floor. For a fat man he was strong. The burn in my heart started to spread to my limbs. Megan was kicking him in his legs. She landed a swift kick to his pelvic area. 

"You little bitch!" 

He dropped her to the floor and grabbed himself. I turned to my bed to grab my cell phone. I clawed at the bed spread trying to find where the phone had slid. 

"Mmph." 

Megan's body hit the floor with a thump. The blanket I was still holding burst into flames. I looked down at the burning blanket grasped in my fists. I looked back up at my father. He stood still looking at the fire confused.

"You know, you're a dumb cunt. Why would you set your blanket on fire? How is that going to help you? Do you realize you're standing there holding a blanket in flames? I don't know how your mom ever thought she was going to pass you off as mine. Your too dumb and nasty to be my kid." He said.

I threw the blanket on top of him and ran to Megan's side. My dad started to holler trying to get the blanket off him before it scorched his greasy skin. I don't know if it was the adrenaline or my own strength, but I carried Megan through the open window and down the fire escape. I could hear my step mom shrieking as we reached the ground. I don't wish my step family harm. I gently laid Megan's unconscious body on the plush grass in the front yard. A neighbor from across the street was coming toward us. I yelled at him to call the fire department.

Smoke was starting to pour out my window and I could hear glass breaking inside. I ran to the front door twisting the knob, trying to pull it open. Damn, my step mom for always locking the door. I never knew if she was locking the door to keep the monster out or in. I ran up the fire escape and pulled myself through my window.

My room was on fire and my dad was nowhere in sight. I could hear my step mom hollering for help. I rushed down the attic stairs to my little brother's nursery. My step mom was hollering from inside his room. A decorative beam that hung in the rafters had fallen across the doorway and was stopping the door from opening. Again I relied on my adrenaline and removed the beam. My step mom was crouched in the corner of Danny's room holding the crying toddler in her arms. 

"Are you guys okay?" I asked. 

"Yeah h h... I think. How are we going to get out of here?" she asked trembling. 

I looked around searching for an escape exit. The window! I jogged across and tried to open the window. It wouldn't budge. I locked it back and unlocked it again. The window still wouldn't push open. 

"It won't work. Mike nailed the windows shut the last time somebody tried to break in." My step mom said. 

There was a single paned window on the other side of the room. I picked up the metal diaper pail from the other side of the room and slammed it through the window. The window shattered and pieces of glass fell out into the bushes. Flames swept into the room and the door frame started to move. In seconds the roof would collapse. I stepped out the window and slid into the bushes. I motioned for my step mom to come over.

She passed the wiggling Danny out the window to me. A firefighter appeared behind me. I passed the toddler to him. My step mom already had one leg out the window. Something exploded within the interior of the house. The explosion jarred my step mom and she fell out the window with one leg still hooked. She screamed out in pain. Her ankle was turned in an unnatural position.

A firefighter pushed me out of the way into the arms of an EMT. 

"Hi, my name is Zeke. I'm going to put this oxygen mask on your face. Can you stand on your own?' 

I stood up getting a better look at him. The last thing I saw before I passed out was emerald colored eyes.