I woke up to sunlight still streaming through the window. It gave me a flashback to the second time Patrick had raped me. I groaned as I looked at the time. "Dodger wake up maxine will be home and we need to get ourselves sorted" I said shaking him. He got up moaning. "Help me make the bed that was tidy when maxine left" he started pulling the covers over, then stopped. "I can smell" he sniffed. "Burning" he said. "The pizza" I shrieked. We both rushed downstairs to the kitchen. Smoke poured out the oven and there was flames at the back. "Oh god" muttered dodger. "Get me a tea towel from over there" he said, fighting the flames. I rushed to get a tea towel and ran it under the tap, throwing it back to him. He jumped back as the flames shot higher, catching the doorframe alight. I was frozen in shock. "Were trapped" I whispered. "shit neither of us have our phones. try the windows" dodger said. he grabbed a kitchen utensil and smashed the window, then helped me onto the worktop. I tried squeezing through the gap but it was no use. I caught my arm on a sharp bit of glass as I tried to get down and the blood started pouring out of the gash. "i cant fit through I'm too fat" I sobbed, half crying from the pain of the cut. dodger lifted me down again. "don't be silly of course your not fat, the windows are tiny no one could probably get through them anyway" he soothed, taking off his shirt. "what are your doing?" I stifled my sobs. he ripped a bit, and said "hold out your arm. your cut needs wrapping its pouring out of there" I held my arm up, wincing as he wrapped the material tightly around it. "there that should stop the blood for a while" he said, sitting me down on the floor furthest away from the flames. "so what now?" I sniffed. he shrugged. "are we gonna die?" I asked quietly. "no! of course not, someone will see the smoke and flames and call fire brigade" he said, but he didn't sound sure. we lapsed into silence, listening to the roaring flames which had now covered the doorway and were starting to engulf the window where we were just a minute ago. "why do you keep saying your fat?" he asked suddenly. I looked down into my lap. "I..dont know. its the truth I guess" I said shrugging. "its not, theres nothing of you" he said, looking down at my legs. "I...struggled with my weight a bit when Patrick was abusing me and Maxine. it was part of the depression thing" I explained. "i know. Maxine told me. but she said you were coming out of that stage?" "obviously not" I replied. we went into silence again. "it....isn't because of me is it? like now cause were together and...see a lot of each other" he asked worriedly. I shook my head. "no way. I'm not trying to impress anyone I promise. its just...everytime I look in the mirror an overweight, ugly worthless girl stares back at me. its hard to control these feelings because it just takes over my life. every bit of food I eat I wonder how much sugar and calories is in it, and how much weight I'm going to put on after ive eaten it. I don't know where this weight thing has come from..its just happened" I sighed. he put his arm around me, squeezing me tight. "i can assure you your not fat or worthless, you are the most beautiful girl I know and your absolutely perfect for me" he said. I turned to kiss him, and everything felt better as we shared our kiss, possibly our last one if we never got out of here. I think we both knew we were going to die, but we were both quite calm about it. "i promise when we get out of here, I will help you every step of the way to recover from this" he promised. "if we get out of here" I said, staring at the flames which had covered the whole kitchen in front of us and were just more than a metre away from reaching us. out of nowhere, I started crying. "hey" he said, but his voice was wobbling. he knew we both weren't going to make it out of here alive. "just close your eyes and go to sleep. everything will be okay. you wont feel the pain, or dread, or any worries, just relax" he whispered in my ear, and I found myself regretfully closing my eyes, seeing the flames edge closer towards us was the last thing I saw...
what do you all think of that?? sorry it took so long to update, it deleted for some reason and I had to write the whole chapter again!! :( I go back to school tomorrow and I'm in my last year at high school so ive really gotta concentrate on my studies and work hard if I want good grades, therefore might have to start updating every 2 weeks, I'm so sorry, but my education is more important. by the way I had a really nice comment on my prologue from someone and it made me feel so happy so thankyou!! reading nice comments makes me feel so much happier to know I have support and success in something, even if its not my studies, which at the moment don't feel very successful. but anyway, to those of us going back to school good luck to you all and bring on another year of tears, stress, happiness and hopefully success!!