Daves pov
"DAVE WAKE UP RIGHT FUC*ING NOW THERES A FIRE"
I get up, smoke ablaze terrified. I scream for bro. Trying to find him. The last words I heard of him was him shouting at me to wake up.
I panic and crouch down, crawling towards our front door; it's so hot. The fire surrounding me, please let bro be safe, please.
I look around outside trying to find bro. I can't.
I hear the fire engines. Them coming to me and asking if I'm alright. I say I'm fine. Physically yes;Mentally, not at all.
"My dad, he's, he's in there" I cry
I look at my home, the fire fighters rushing to try and find him, neighbors rushing out to see what's happening.
They all look at me crying, knowing what happened.
Eventually after the fire died down I look up to see them drag out bro, burnt and broken. I rush over to him, but they don't let me see him, rushing him into an ambulance. I scream for them to let me see him, they don't.
They take me in a separate ambulance, taking both of us to the hospital.
Please. Just please let bro be ok. Please.
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