In a world where love does not exist.

Us (C.3)

'Cough-Cough.'

I was out of air, out of breath. I was unable to breathe and so was the person next to me. Who was it?

'Hello? Excuse me?' I asked while gasping for air.

'Help.' This mysterious person said.

I rubbed my eyes and looked clearly infront of me, it was a guy. Someone who ive never seen before. Pale skin, quite bony, blonde hair and about my age. Not a bad looking guy, but certainly a brainless one.

'What are you doing here exactly? I jumped into the fire for a reason, common lets go!'

I grabbed him by the arms and tucked it onto my left shoulder. I sighed and we ran out through the other side of the fire, the police had gathered themselves around the school and ambulances were waiting, Cecilia most likely realized that i was in danger and called those men. I decided to hide from them, behind the school. I heard chatter, policemen shouting and trying to figure out if the fire had hurt anybody. Luckily the boy clinging on to me wasnt that hurt, atleast not physically.

I tried to ask him what it was that he was doing there but he had no answer, again.

He tried to speak of an answer but all his words were unrealisitic, it wasnt a language that i had ever seen for one. 

'Anybody!? Anybody out there?' A cop shouted. No, silence. 

I peeked over the corner of the wall, men surrounded the smoke and started extinguishing it, it was about time. When the crew got closer to where i was standing; i decided to make a run for it, not because i was nervous to get caught and be blamed for starting the fire like i always get blamed for things but because of my mum and sister, my mum is strict and if my mum ever found out i never escaped the fire or that i jumped into it, i would probably be in more danger by my mum then i was in the fire. However, my sister is supportive but would never want me to risk my life like this again, her and cecilia's older brother are friends. Cecilia would tell her brother, her brother would tell my sister and that would probably be the end of me as i know it.

I continue to walk down the shortcut path that leads straight to this park, near enough the school and my house. Hopefully i will know the way back home. I sit down on the bench with the boy still gripping my shoulder, i let go of him and give him some leftover water from yesterday that i had in my backpack.

'Here you go, this must make you feel better.' He drinks as i say this. He coughs a little bit.

'Im better, alot better thank you.'

I give him a meanish look as i snatch the bottle from his hands and shove it into my backpack.

'What? why are you looking at me that wa-' He says.

'What do you mean! I just jumped in the fire and rescued your ass, you didnt talk and i was so worried, and now you decide to speak up!' I shout at him in his face. I sigh.

'Im sorry, i guess i was overwhelmed.'

I look at him disgustingly, he did waste my time and i let him know with my deadly look.

'What were you doing there anyway, a highschooler trying to get into trouble? You are pathetic.' I say, glancing at the side of the bench.

'And you were also there in the fire.' He exagerates.

I sigh and pick up my rusted backpack from the ground and put it on my lap. 'You are a nonse, you know that right? I saved you and you still have yet to say thank you Alaila.'

I tuck my bag over my shoulder and i stand up slowly, still glancing at him.

'Where are you going missy?' He asks me and stands up too.

'Im not sure that should be any of your business, but as you ask; i am going home, i saved you and now we can seperate. I want no word of this ever happening, understood?' I ask him, raising my voice.

He licks his rosy lips, almost looking like he is thinking about the question i gave him, as if he even had a choice in the first place. 'Ok missy, will do as you ask.'

I roll my eyes, on my way back to my house.