Burn || 5sos (discontinued)

Chapter 18

UNEDITED SO DONT JUDGE IF THERE'S A TYPO MKAY

this chapter is dedicated to Emilie5sos bc she made me laugh and she likes my book and is a big reason why I keep writing is bc people like her so yeah

hope you enjoy this rlly short chapter

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•Riley•

"Mich- What the hell is going on here?" I heard a voice yell from the entrance of the room. I looked up from the picture and there stood a man wearing a red button up shirt and black dress pants with a pair of shiny black shoes.

Michael and I jumped to our feet, hiding the evidence of our relation behind our backs. I guess we didn't do a very good job because the mans eyes nearly popped out of his head before he made his way over to me, ripping the picture out of my hands.

"Where did you find this?" he yelled. I was at a loss for words, but that's when Michael spoke up.

"I found it, I was looking around in here and-"

"Why are you in my room in the first place," the man seethed, "and who is this? Your new fuck buddy?" he said motioning to me.

His words sliced like a knife and I was no longer at a loss for words, I was enraged. I walked straight up to the man and ripped the photo out of his hands.

"It's a shame you can't recognize you're own daughter," I spat.

Immediately his eyes went wide, "R-Riley?" He tried to reach out to me but I pulled away. A look of hurt and regret flashed across his face, "I-I'm sorry I just thought-"

"Save it, I don't want to hear what you have to say. You had six years to do that," I said pushing past him. I quickly tucked the picture into my back pocket and ran down the stairs as fast as I could. Tears now streamed down my face like rapids that couldn't be tamed.

"Home," I whispered. "I want to go home." A familiar ring ran throughout my ears as it became bright then dim again. Once I realized I was back into the safety of my room, my knees gave out and I collapsed, but before I could hit the ground, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, catching me right in time. I looked up and I was met with a pair of crystal blue eyes, and that's the last thing I saw before everything went black.

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I laid in my bed with my pink fleece blanket wrapped around me, giving the feeling of protection that any eleven year old would crave. There was a knock at my door before it creaked open, revealing my brother- looking quite frightened- holding his stuffed lion tightly to his chest.

"Mikey what are you doing?" I asked. It was a house rule that we are not allowed out of our bedrooms once we are put to bed, but by the fear visible in my brothers eyes, I could tell something happened.

"I had another nightmare," he whispered, "But when I woke up I thought I saw someone standing outside my window."

"It was probably just a shadow Mikey. You're twelve, you can beat up any bad guy in the world."

"Can I stay with you? Please?" He begged. I nodded my head and scooted over, thinking about all the times he had done the same for me when I came to him after having a nightmare. He crawled in beside me and immediately cupped his small hand around mine.

"Dad stayed out again tonight," He whispered.

"How do you know?"

"Mom's sleeping on the couch again, she always does that so she can be there when he comes home."

I leaned my head on my brothers shoulder and sighed. "Dad loves mom right?" I questioned.

"Of course he does, I mean he may not be home all the time but he loves her, and us," Michael replied.

I nodded my head before closing my eyes and letting sleep take over me.

My eyes were closed for what seemed like minutes before my door burst open to reveal my mother obviously panicking. "Riley, Michael, come on we have to get out of the house," she called.

I turned my head to my brother who was just as confused as I was- that was until we saw the smoke. We rushed out of the room following after my mom who ran from room to room trying to open the windows but none would budge, my hand was still tightly grasped onto Michael who looked even more worried than my mother.

"Did you try the front and back door?" I asked my mom who was now covered in sweat. She shook her head, "The whole downstairs is on fire."

It was then when I realized what it was like to lose hope, here I was trapped in a burning house with no way out. Mom rushed us back into my room and shut the door, and then she broke down. She sobbed while apologizing to us even though none of this was her fault. I made my way over to her and grabbed her hand in my left hand and kept Michael's in my right. She gave me a small smile before leaning over and planting a quick kiss on each of our foreheads.

We stayed huddled together as the smoke filled the room, demolishing any fresh air that we needed to survive. The smoke clogged my lungs making it extremely hard to breathe. I couldn't take it very long and soon collapsed on the ground slipping out of consciousness.

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I jolted awake startling the figure leaning over me, I was placed on my bed while Luke was kneeling beside it with my hand in his. His eyes were wide and he immediately bombarded me with questions.

"Oh my God are you okay? What were you dreaming about? What happened today?"

"Michael, h-he's my brother," I breathed.

His eyes went wide, "Michael Clifford? Your brother?"

I nodded my head just as I heard the front door slam shut, thinking it was my mother, I jumped from my bed to question her but I was startled to see not my mother but Ashton, only his eyes weren't the normal hazel, they were blood red.

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Short chapter I know I'm very sorry but hey it's better than nothing!

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