Disclaimer: I own nothing OC-related. I guess I own the firemen and paramedics but they don't really count? Yeah and I wish I owned their Range Rover because I would so drive that around town and be a pimp.
A/N: If it doesn't have drama, I didn't write it. This story is filled with hospital drama. I don't know how long it's going to be. I think this will end up being the best story that I have ever written before. Yay! COMMENT PLEASE BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND I'LL COMMENT ON YOUR STORY TOO!
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"What a great party – no fights, no drama, just a good time," Kirsten turned to Julie as she shut the door after the last guest besides the Cooper family left, "Would you guys like to stay and have a couple of drinks on the newly finished veranda upstairs?"
"Sure," Jimmy piped in, looking over at Julie, "Marissa will probably stay here until later with the boys and Summer and we have no better plans." Sandy and Kirsten smiled as they took Jimmy and Julie up the staircase and onto the new upstairs deck that they had finished. They noticed the teens in Seth's room listening to music and throwing pillows at each other happily.
"The kids look happy," Sandy noted, waving as he passed by.
"Hey dad," Seth called, "Where are you guys going?"
"The new deck, enjoy your angry guitars or whatever music you are listening to. If you can call that music," Sandy joked.
"See I told you Cohen, Death Cab for whatever Sweetie is angry guitars."
"It's CUTIE. C-U-T-I-E!" Seth exclaimed, "You are lucky I don't kick you out of the house right now! Do you want a lesson in Death Cab for Cutie appreciation?"
"I enjoy them," Marissa shrugged, bobbing her head to the beat of the song Expo '86.
"That was the first party here that I have actually enjoyed!" Ryan joked, tossing a pillow at Seth.
"It was a good party," Marissa agreed, jumping onto Seth's bed.
"Can I go grab another bottle of wine?" Julie asked the other adults.
"Thanks Julie, that would be great," Kirsten smiled as she continued to listen to Jimmy and Sandy's funny conversation. She loved being around the Coopers. As Desperate Housewives acting Julie was, she was actually enjoyable. Kirsten would never admit that to anyone though.
"The party was great," Jimmy told Kirsten, "It made me very happy." Jimmy had finally gotten over Kirsten. Every time she looked over at him she remembered the days that she was best friends with Taryn and wore crazy clothes and was carefree. She preferred Sandy. She remembered that everyday Taryn, Jimmy, Peter, and herself would go the equivalent on the Crab Shack now and spend every afternoon laughing.
"Remember our daily trips to Pino's Deli?" Kirsten wanted to make sure that he knew that the days she spent with him weren't forgotten.
"Forget? Impossible. I remember that some days you and Taryn would wear those crazy tights and short skirts for fun and the one time that you guys dressed like skanks your dad came in with a client and you guys had to sneak to the bathroom and the client saw you but not you dad?" Jimmy was smiling and Sandy was laughing at the funny story.
"I can't believe that I was best friends with Taryn, my fellow Newpsie," Kirsten smiled, "I remember the time that we cross-dressed with you guys at a party to see what our parents would say and they were SO mad at us. We all got grounded," she giggled, "That was fun."
"You guys sure changed a lot, I can't believe you guys…cross-dressed," Sandy looked at the two, "I did that once. It was a good story."
"Let's hear it then," Kirsten laughed.
"OK," he began, "So I was friends with these two girls Joanne and Jessica. The two were twins and they lived across the street. One day they asked if they could each borrow a suit and I said that I only had one so Jessica took it and told me that I had to wear one of her dresses. This is back in the day when I was scrawny. So anyways…."
"KIRSTEN!" Julie screamed from downstairs, startling the other adults.
"What?" she calmly cried down, hoping that Julie just broke another nail or some other world crisis.
Julie didn't respond again. "I'll go down and see what the problem is," Sandy told the adults, walking half way down the stairs until he noticed the flames in the kitchen, "JULIE!"
" Sandy!" she called again, "Help!" The flames suddenly headed into the family room and began to rise up the stairs in a matter of seconds. Julie was covered in ashes and ran towards the front door, "I'll go to my house and call 911 if I don't pass out."
Sandy was worried about the six people still upstairs. He took the stairs two at a time just in front of the flames, he ran to Seth's room first. "SETH! YOU GUYS GET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW. IT'S ON FIRE!"
"What?" Seth asked, worriedly, "On fire?" The second he opened the door a mass of flames entered his room as he took off. Summer stood back anxiously and watched as the Cohen house was engulfed into a mob of fiery flames.
"I can't go that way!" she cried. She had a deathly fear of fire. She realized that only Seth was left, waiting to take her hand, "I'm jumping out your window."
"NO! SUMMER!" he cried, trying to grab her hand but she was already out the window and possibly dead on the ground.
Sandy ran up to the veranda with torn clothes and a dizzy head, "Jimmy, Kirsten, remain calm. The house is…" The flames finally reached the veranda; the whole house was on fire now. Kirsten panicked. She couldn't move from the spot that her two feet were planted on.
"Come on Kirsten!" Sandy called; he couldn't leave the house without his wife. He stood on the inside of the house calling to her as she froze in her spot. Suddenly a large beam fell in front of her, lightly hitting Sandy in the head. He touched the spot and felt blood.
"Kirsten, I'm bleeding!" he had tears in his eyes. Kirsten looked so young and helpless standing on the porch in her cocktail dress with tears streaming down her face, "You'll be OK!"
"Go Sandy, please go!" she told him, "You need medical attention!" Sandy remained in the spot as the porch began to get shaky, Kirsten was caught in flames, "GO NOW SANFORD COHEN AND GO GET YOUR HEAD CHECKED AND I'LL BE FINE!" Sandy didn't want to disobey his wife and hurried down the stairs as she remained trapped on the porch. The metal in front of her was melting and she felt burns being added onto her body.
Marissa, Ryan, and Seth didn't know where to go. Seth was hysterical as he grabbed various pictures off tables and the walls. He knew that they had a fire-proof box. He felt so bad for letting Summer try to jump. He hoped that she was OK. He also hoped that both of his parents were outside waiting for him with open arms.
"Are you guys OK?" Ryan called from the front of them as they reached the staircase. He knew that it would break if he tried to step on it, "Actually, you guys go down, I want to make sure that everyone made it out!" Marissa and Seth looked back at Ryan for one second before tearing down the stairs as each on cracked as they stepped on it.
"SETH! MARISSA!" Summer cried from her spot on the ambulance, they were trying to force an oxygen mask on her.
"Oh my God, Sum, you made it," Marissa cried, trying to run but her knees were shaking.
"Marissa, your leg!" Sandy called from behind her, coming up to examine her bloody leg, "She needs help!"
"What about your head!" Marissa shrieked, looking at the spot, "Are you trying to keep it off the paramedics radar?" Sandy looked as though he was about to pass out. He wanted to make sure Kirsten was OK before he got medical help.
Ryan searched through the house until he saw something large lying on the floor surrounded by falling metal. He went closer to the object until he realized that it was a person lying on the ground. "Kirsten?" he called towards the person, hoping for a response. She was unconscious in a heap on the floor, he could tell that firemen were in the house but he wanted to be the hero. His whole body was in pain but Kirsten was clearly on the verge of losing her life. He picked her up and held her like a baby as he hurried to the front door.
"Where's Ryan?" Sandy anxiously asked Seth, "Why didn't he come out with you guys?"
"He wanted to make sure that everyone was out or something," Seth hung his head in shame as he cradled his hurt arm; "My arm is killing me. I recovered a couple things also." Sandy touched his son's arm as Seth yelped, "Dad, I think it's broken."
"Just be strong Seth, they'll make it to you as soon as they can," Sandy rubbed his son's back. Suddenly Sandy saw a figure come through the front door. It was Ryan holding an unconscious Kirsten.
"RYAN!" Seth and Sandy cried in unison. The two looked at each other and ran towards Ryan but Sandy couldn't, he fainted in the grass. Two paramedics came over to Sandy and began to examine his head and carry him to an ambulance. The whole Cooper family and Summer were all already at the hospital. Ryan sat in the ground and put Kirsten in front of him. He checked for signs of breathing as a paramedic talked to Seth. The group was oblivious to all the neighbors standing around in shock at the nearly demolished house.
"Help my mom first!" Seth protested as they lifted him onto a gurney and took him towards the ambulance doors, "She looks like she's dying!" Seth squirmed around as the oxygen mask covered his face and the annoying sirens and lights turned on. Seth realized that he was about to pass out and finally relaxed but was still steadily crying as he saw the last glimpse of his house.
"She isn't breathing," Ryan told the paramedics as they gently put her on a gurney and hurried her towards an ambulance. Ryan was the only person that was in the fire left and he was quickly taken to an ambulance and rushed towards the hospital as well. He couldn't believe it. He just wanted to have a time machine and go back in the past and prevent this from happening. He was afraid the only real mother that he had ever had was dead and that all his closest friends would never be the same again. A tear built up in his eye as he closed his eyes and drifted into another world.
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A/N: PLEASE COMMENT! I would appreciate it. I hope you like this because re-reading it, I think it's my best story. More emotions and drama to come.