It was October 10th. I remember it clearly as if it was just yesterday. I still get the chills and after effect shocks after this dreadful experence. I can never forget the ordeals of the vivid scene. Shouting, cries of terror, the everlasting sound of the sirien, exploding glass, fire cracking, roaring through the dead of the night. This poisonous night can never be erased from my life and deep down it has scarred my heart.
I couldn't stand him. He had definetly pressed all my buttons and had driven me up the wall. We were having a blast. We danced till our feet hurt though the music almost deafened me! Then, quite abruptly, he completely ignored me and joined his group of friends. I was astonished and I felt so left out. I couldn't hold any longer and absconded to the door. The biting wind slapped my face. I couldn't go home as I didnt have my car. I was completely trapped.
It was dark outside but suddenly the building was engulfed by smoke and fire. My eyes filled with the ferocious light of the fire. The dancing demon grew bigger and soon began to have its life on its own. The flickering eyes of hell cracked and left me petrified on the spot. My lungs were getting filled with smoke but I couldn't move. I felt like I left the world as I watched it gallop the building. The whistles, undulating wailing and the bells of the fire truck restored me to my senses and it hit me. My fiance was trapped in the club.
A wave of terror hit me. I lost control of myself. I was going to run into the fire but a strong hand obstructed my way and caught me. I kicked and yelled and shook my head. I couldn't just stay there and watch the whole building fall into thousands of pieces. I felt useless. I prayed to God in whispers as I chocked in my own salty tears. I watched in vain the firefighters trying to tame down the fire. The acrid smoke seared my eyes but I couldn't stand from straning my eyes looking at the building.
Something black and lumpy was seen and approched me, it was him! He looked hurt but I ran to him . At that very moment, my heart opened up and joined with his. My hand found his and I didn't want to let go. I hugged him tight and I couldn't handle back the tears. I wiped away the sooth from his face and together we wept in each others arms. Despite the weaknesses Brad may have, love is unconditionally and can never be overcome.
