Yeah, I know, this is much shorter than the chapter i just uploaded for 6 minutes in heaven... but still. Please read them both and please R&R! THank youuuu! I hope you like them!

6 minutes in hell 12

"I–"

But it was too late.

An explosion of heat and fire rushed through our dorm room from outside. Grey smoke flitted through the room and I watched as more fiery rain fell from the sky from the window.

Bombs.

"Let the rain fall," I whispered and cursed.

The room was on fire. Another blast of raging fire and a wave of heat hit me and I slammed against one of the walls that weren't burning. I cringed.

Alarms were bleeding into my hearing and I searched around me for Max.

The smoke from the fire blinded my vision and tears formed in my eyes from the debris.

Some of the smoke escaped through our now open door to our dorm room and I was able to see Max – just as a blank burning wood lands on her. She slams into the ground and the impact of seeing this is enough to inflict the pain on me that she must be dealing with.

"Max!" I scream.

But she doesn't hear me.

Blood trickles down her hairline and down her cheeks. I'm filled with horror at the sight of this.

I try to reach for her but a patch of fire blooms between me and her. "Max!" I yell again, trying to get her attention. She looks up at me with a helpless look on her face. She smiles a little at me and then her head tilts back down to the floor, like it was too much for her told hold it up. Next to her, Evan laid on the ground, bloody and most-likely dead.

I yell at her one more time. "Max!"

This time, something flicker's in her blazing eyes. She blinks and then determination and dismay fill her expression. She looks back at me and the words that come out of her mouth shock me – and scare me.

"Get out of the fire, you idiot!"

She's looking at the door that's so close to me and her face is so desperate. I give her a crazed look.

"No! I'm not leaving you, Max!" I try again to urgently get to her just as a window shatters because of another bomb. Shards of glass shatter all around her and her head drops to the ground.

"No! Max! Get up! Please!" I realize now that I'm not crying because of the smoke – but because of her. For the fear of losing her.

But, at that moment, I made a promise to myself:

I wasn't coming out of this alive if it meant that Max wouldn't be standing next to me.

I was going to stay here with her – no matter what.

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