Chapter 24: The Escape / Finale Chapter
(Spencer's pov)
She started to kiss me again and slowly pushed me back onto the bed. Her tanned, muscled body rested on top of mine. Her tongue gently slipped out of her mouth and started softly licking my lips. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and started moaning lightly.
Ashley worked her hand up to my breasts, lightly cupping them in her hand as she rolled my nipples between her fingers. She slowly let one of her hands slide from my breasts down my body to my hips.
"You're so soft," she said and I let her fingers move to my clit. She began working on it and I automatically spread my legs for her so she could have better access.
Her body was beginning to get sweatier and her breathing was starting to get heavier. She looked up at me with her cute smile and began to kiss her way down my neck to my breasts. Her tongue started working around my nipples, sucking them into her mouth.
"I missed your touches so much the last few months," I said with the little breath I still had left in my lungs.
Her mouth reached my lips and she knelt between my legs. With her soft hands, she grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down until my ass was at the edge of the bed. She rested my thighs on her shoulders as she blew lightly across my wetness.
She began to work her tongue up and down, side to side, over and around my clit. My moaning was beginning to get louder. She slipped one of her fingers into me and began to wiggle inside me.
"Ooh God, baby!" I screamed out loud, feeling my orgasm begin to build.
"What's the matter?" I heard a strange voice asking.
"Spencer, honey? Wake up." I felt somebody pushing my body slowly back and forth.
"Wake up."
I slowly opened my eyes and saw that I was in my own bedroom. I was still lying on my side and looked up slowly to find Dion's face right above my body looking down at me. I knew right away that I'd had the same dream I've had every day since Ashley and I reunited. I was hoping to have that experience with her soon; hoping that the day after tomorrow will come in a few hours so I finally could see her again after a week, and hoping that my hands could feel that soft body of hers again and not that rough one of Dion's.
"Hi," I said with a sleep voice when I saw Dion right above me.
"Did you have a bad dream again?"
Yes, a very bad dream. Dreaming about making love to the woman I love. Dreaming about cheating on you. Screaming her name when I'm come, feeling her soft body. Luckily he didn't actually know how bad the dreams were.
"Yes."
He put his arm around my waist, pulling his body into mine.
"I'm here for you. I'm never let some other guy rape you again. I'll protect you," he whispered in my ear. I could feel a couple of tears running down my face, feeling guilty that I wasn't with Ashley at this moment, but with a man I don't even love. Letting this man touch me all over the place when I'd rather have her touch me just like she does in all my dreams.
"Get some sleep. Yorick is coming to visit us tomorrow and he probably wants to see you again."
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(Yorick's pov)
As usual, my brother called for my help because he was in trouble. The only reason I help his sorry ass is because of his girlfriend Spencer. That girl is so lovely and I feel sorry for her that she has to put up with my brother. He doesn't appreciate the beauty he has right in front of him.
If she was my woman, I would never let her work for money or sleep with other people, especially men. But my brother gets turned on by it, knowing that he has the prettiest girl walking around the streets and that he is her owner.
The first time I met her was when she had just come to my brother's other family. I fell right away for her beauty, but my brother said she needed to be banged hard because she didn't earn him enough money. At that point she wasn't his girlfriend, but she was already in his possession. I didn't want to hurt the girl, but he made me. I was too scared to stand up to him so I did what he asked me to do. Our cousin joined me and we banged her for more than an hour. The whole time I was surprised how long she could keep it up. If I was her, I probably would have given up after 30 minutes. But not her. I could tell she was a fighter right away.
That moment that I lied on top of her, I looked her into her blue eyes and saw that she was scared. And between looking into her eyes and kissing her, I fell in love with her. I wanted to keep her away from my stupid brother and let her come with me. But as I said, I was too scared of what my brother would do to me.
After that day I never saw her again, but she never really left my mind. Almost one and a half years later, I got a phone call from my brother telling me that Spencer was pregnant with his child. He wasn't all that happy about it at first, but when the baby was born, I received news from him that they had a daughter who was a real sweetheart and that I should come by to visit them.
I couldn't visit them. I wanted to see Spencer badly, but I knew that if I saw her I would get those feelings for her again. So I decided to stay away from them and let her have a family with my brother instead of with me. But about two days ago, Dion called me up and told me that their daughter was killed and that Spencer just came out of the hospital.
I was shocked and asked immediately how Spencer was handling the situation. He told me that she was doing fine, healing nicely, and had even started working again. When he told me that, I got all angry inside. I couldn't believe my own brother would send his girlfriend back to work to let her fuck complete strangers again after she'd just gotten raped.
He asked for my help because Aiden's gang found out that he killed Aiden. I was happy that he finally did something good in his life, but was also scared of losing him. I know the consequences of killing a gang leader. So when he told me that they found out about him killing Aiden, I knew right away that I needed to go to them and protect Spencer because it was only a matter of time till they would come after Dion and kill his family, starting with him. Because those are just the consequences you face when you kill a superior, whether you deserve it or not.
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"I'm glad you made it bro," Dion said when he was hugging me. Spencer was standing right beside him and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.
She was still as beautiful as I remembered, even though I could still see the bruises on her body. There was hope or something glistering in her eyes that I had never seen before.
"It's good to be back," I answered looking at Spencer as she turned her face away. Dion let go of me and pushed Spencer in my direction. I could see she didn't want to touch me, but as usual my brother was controlling her.
"Hi" was all she said and I could hear in her voice that she wasn't happy with me being here.
I hugged her quickly and let go of her so she could go her own way if my brother would let her. I got my bag from the ground and put it on my shoulder.
"Where can I put these?" I asked
"Spencer will show you which room you can leave them in. I need to get going, but she is all yours," he said with a wink and walked towards me whispering in my ear, "You probably need to release some steam after the long trip you made."
I didn't answer him so he walked out of the room and left me and Spencer alone.
"Follow me," she said and I did what she asked me. She still looked so good, but I could tell that her legs were still hurting by the way she was walking.
She opened the door of the room and I wasn't surprised that it wasn't anything fancy. The room was dark with only a broken window and an old queen-sized bed. I dumped my bag into the corner and Spencer was still looking at me.
I got a little closer to her and she didn't move, so that could be a good sign. When I got right in her face, I slowly moved my left hand through her blonde locks. She slowly moved her head to the left so that she wasn't facing me. It hurt a little that she didn't want to look me in my face, but I could understand it after the last time we met.
"Are you alright?" I asked, because I could see that something was changing in her eyes, but I didn't know her well enough to really tell what I was seeing in them.
"Fine," she answered coldly. I knew she was lying. I just wished she knew that I wasn't as bad a guy as she probably thought that I was.
"Where do you want me?" she asked with a bitter voice.
I was shocked at her question. She just sounded like a machine that asked that question every day over and over again. She probably did. But I didn't want to think about what she had gone through.
"I think you have the wrong impression of me."
"Come on, don't tell me you haven't been thinking about fucking me since you got here. I could see it in your eyes when you saw me and Dion already said that you could have your way with me. So tell me where you want me so we can get this over with and I can do my own thing."
"I'm not going deny that I thought about having sex with you because you are gorgeous and I would love to share the bed with you. But I only want to have sex with you if you want to do it too. I don't want it to be like the last time we met. I'm here to be your friend, not one of the guys you sleep with."
Her mood changed and I could see that something was changing again in her eyes. I only hoped that it was for the better and that she believed me when I said I didn't want to have sex with her.
As I was sitting on the bed, she came closer to me until our faces were almost touching. If I listened closely I could probably hear her heartbeat. She began sitting on my lap and put both of her legs around my waist, our noses only inches from each other.
I could feel my manhood getting harder every second that she was breathing her air into my face while sitting on my lap. I wanted to kiss those soft lips so badly again, remembering the last time I kissed them. The heat was rising and I couldn't stop myself anymore. I closed the distance between us with a soft kiss and slowly opened my mouth to let my tongue slip out trying to find hers.
She backed away the minute my tongue reached her closed mouth and I opened my eyes. Spencer sprang off my lap and wiped away the wetness that I left on her lips.
"See, you're just like every other guy," she answered bitterly to me.
I jumped up from the bed. "That's not true! I said that I wouldn't have sex with you if you didn't want it. Otherwise, I would have already had you under me on this bed, fucking the life out of you."
"Maybe you were right, but you still tried to fuck me even though I didn't say I wanted to have sex with you."
She had a point there, but she was the one who sat on my lap. She knew what she was doing to me.
"You are right about that, but you were the one who sat on my lap and put your face almost against mine. How can you expect a guy in that situation to not kiss you?"
"Because if he was a decent one, he would have asked me if he had permission to kiss me and not put his tongue right into my mouth."
"Come on, Spencer. What guy would ask that?"
"The person who is in love with me would." And I could see right away that she was on another planet. That's when it hit me that the thing I saw in her eyes was love. She was in love with someone and I knew it couldn't be my brother because my brother was definitely not the type of guy who would ask somebody permission to kiss them. He would just stick his tongue inside and then his manhood.
"You're in love with somebody who isn't my brother," I said right to the point and I could see her face change immediately.
"What if that's true? Are you going to tell him?" She sounded so assured, like she had nothing to fear.
"No because it's time that you find someone better than him."
She was shocked, probably not expecting me to say that about my own brother, but it was the truth. A girl like Spencer deserves a man who loves her. After everything she's been through, she definitely deserves some real love.
"Who is he?" I asked because I could see she was still struggling for words.
"She," she answered and I wasn't surprised. It would explain the softness for asking permission to kiss a girl, plus I'd heard about the Madison thing a couple of years ago.
"So you're bi?"
"Actually, I'm gay. Have been since I lived on the streets." Now it was my turn to be shocked. She had fucked so many men, even gotten pregnant by my brother, and all this time she was gay. So that explains why she never fell in love with my brother. Well, that and the fact that he is a bastard.
"So all these guys…"
"Just did my job and your brother. You know you can't say no to him."
"Does Dion know about this girl you're in love with?"
"No, he doesn't and please don't tell him. I don't want her to end up the same way as Madison. I'm still trying to figure out how to be with her. I'll do anything to keep your mouth shut about this."
"Yeah, but now I don't want to fuck you anymore," I said with a disappointed voice. "It's no fun if a girl doesn't even enjoy a dick and like I said I'm not like my brother. Ooh, and don't worry about your big secret. It's safe with me. Can I ask who this girl is?"
"You can, but I won't tell you. If you are going to tell Dion, I don't want him to find out who it is. Sorry, man."
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( Spencer's pov)
I was trying to find Dion so I could tell him that I was leaving the house tonight. I wanted to call Ashley 'cause I was missing her beautiful voice. Knowing that it wasn't safe for me to call her here, I decided to go to Mitch even though, after the last conversation we had in the hospital, I didn't know if he would be to happy to see me.
"Yorick, have you seen your brother tonight?"
Yorick had amazed me on so many different levels today. I always thought that he was an even bigger asshole than Dion, but that was never true. He was just scared to stand up to his big brother the first day we met. I could finally understand why he never stayed here with his brother.
Yorick was the smartest guy in their family; he even attended school and graduated. The money he made on the streets working for Dion brought him through his college years. He told me that his dream was to work at one of the biggest companies on Wall Street one day.
"Yeah, I saw him come home half an hour ago with that blonde friend of yours."
I knew right away that he meant Skye. Skye and I were best friends when I first got here, but our relationship has changed a little over the years. I started working more than she did and earned more money than her. Plus, she was jealous that even though I was just some new kid to the family, Dion wanted me right away. In the beginning, we didn't let Dion interfere with our relationship, but since I was working almost day and night in the end, we didn't see each other anymore and started to grow apart. She preferred to stay at the house with the other girls when I was working so they could keep Dion company.
It never bothered me that I wasn't the only girl he was with, but that's probably because I was never in love with him. And at the end of the day, I knew that I was the only one he really wanted to be with. I was the only one he really cared about.
My feelings were confirmed when I gave birth to our daughter. Dion stopped sleeping with those other women and wanted to become a real family with Kei and me. It was then that I saw that Dion wasn't a total monster. There was something human deep down; you just needed to give him a chance and let him be himself.
Since he thinks that Kei died last week, he is turning back into his old self. He never was one to deal with his emotions and now you can see that very well. He has trouble dealing with them and the only way he knows how to deal with them is to start drinking and using drugs again. The only difference between this Dion and the old version of him is that he gives me my space so I can grieve in my own way just like he does.
He doesn't talk about Kei or his feelings towards me, but I know that every night when he goes to bed, the silence in our bedroom is killing him slowly. We both miss the little noises Kei always made while she was sleeping or even when she cried. I just miss her presence, but I know she is safe and happy with Ashley.
"Where did they go?"
Even though I didn't really want to see them together, I knew I needed to tell Dion personally that I was going to see Mitch just to make sure he wouldn't worry about anything happening to me when he doesn't know where I am.
"I think he took that blonde girl to your bedroom."
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I knocked on the door and heard Dion yell that he was busy and I needed to come back later. But that didn't stop me because first of all, it was also my bedroom and second, he was still boyfriend so I had the right so see him whenever I wanted to see him.
As I opened our bedroom door, I saw Dion on top of Skye thrusting his manhood in and out of her. Although I wasn't in love with him, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of jealousy rising through my body.
Dion turned his head slowly and when he acknowledged my presence in the room, he was a little shocked and jumped off of Skye, coming straight to me. I tried to stay cool 'cause I didn't want to make a scene about what was happening right in front of me.
"I just wanted to tell you that I won't be home tonight 'cause I'm going to see Mitch so you can have our bedroom for the rest of the night," I said with a cold voice and was ready to walk out of the room and let them continue with what they were doing.
"Spence, wait," he said when he grabbed me by the arm.
Turning around so I could face him again, I saw right away that he was as high as a kite. Looking around the room, I saw the heroin lying on the bedside table. The moment I turned my attention back to him again, I saw something that I never saw before.
"When did you get that?" I asked him with a broken voice while pointing at his chest. He had our daughter's name written on the left side. Dion had tattooed Kei's name on his chest. Dion. The tattoo was still a little bit red around the edges.
"When did you do that?"
"Today, just after my brother arrived. You know I could never forget about our daughter. Even though she isn't alive anymore, I will always care about her. She will always have a place in my heart."
While he was talking about Kei, I could see the hurt in his eyes. I don't know if it was the drugs talking or if it was really him, but he looked so vulnerable. I saw something in his eyes that I never saw before. I slowly put my hand through his thick hair, locking our eyes the whole time.
Before I really knew what was going on, he closed the distance between us, slowly let his tongue access my mouth, and I granted it to him. I got a strange feeling through my body that I never felt before while kissing him. It was probably the guilt I was feeling for kissing him, knowing that I was cheating on Ashley right this second. But if you really thought about it I was cheating on Dion with Ashley. He slowly moved his hands around my sides and pulled my body into his. I could feel his manhood pushing against my pants, but I was a little distracted by the soft kisses I felt on my neck. Turning my head, I saw that Skye was kissing my neck.
My body was screaming for more, but my mind knew better. I didn't want this. I wanted Ashley to kiss my neck; I wanted to feel her soft touches all over my body.
Since the last time Ashley and I kissed, saying our goodbyes in the hospital, I haven't stopped thinking of her, missing her soft kisses and her body. It's only getting worse every day I can't be with her. Even though we try to call each other every night, it isn't enough. And every time I hang up the phone, I'm praying that she will be in my dreams so I don't have to miss her for too long. Praying that one day we could finally be together again, that she would let those perfect hands of hers slide over my body and leave a trail of kisses behind.
The more I thought about being with Ashley and the wonderful things she brings into my life, the more I wanted to get away from the Dion and Skye. So I slowly removed my body from theirs and they looked at me like I was ruining their fun.
"What's the matter, Spencer?"
I wanted to tell Dion so badly that I didn't want him to touch me like that and that my body was craving to be touched by Ashley. But I couldn't do that. I was too scared of how he would react. Why couldn't things be just easier? Why did my life need to be like this? Why couldn't I just fall in love with Dion or Skye or someone else in this family? Why did I have to fall so madly in love with Ashley Davies, the one thing that was too far out of my reach and will probably always be? The girl I would dream of being with for the rest of my life.
"I'm sorry; I just can't do it tonight. I just don't really feel okay."
"It's because you're in love with someone else, right?"
What? How did he know? Oh please, try to stay calm. Just act like what he is saying isn't true.
"NO, of course not."
"Don't lie to me Spencer!" he yelled. "I know about your affair with Mitch!" he began to scream at me.
Mitch? How could he think I was having an affair with Mitch? He is like a father to me. He could be my father 'cause he would be around the same age. I admit that I had sex with him in the beginning, but I have had sex with so many people that sex feels just like saying hello. Really, I don't see why people always think it's so magical.
"What?! I'm not having an affair with him."
"Then why does he have a picture of you and Kei in his house? Why do you always go to him at night, even now when our daughter is dead?"
"Because he has a TV, okay?" And I can talk to Ashley in private when I'm there. "And you are always too busy to keep me company at night when I don't have to work. Mitch is like a father to me. I admit that I slept with the guy in the beginning, but that was long before you and I started dating! So don't accuse me of sleeping around 'cause you are the only one that is doing that."
Before the argument could get any heavier, the door was slammed open and we saw Yorick walking into the room. He was breathing heavily and right away I had a feeling that something wasn't right.
"Bro, we have a problem. It's Aiden's gang. They're here!"
The second Yorick said Aiden's name, Dion's eyes grew wide with shock. We all knew that this day would come; we just didn't know it would come so soon. He ran to the bedside table to get is pants and put them on. Dion didn't ask any questions. He probably thought he still had some time before they were near, but he was wrong. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, heavy smoke caught our breaths. The place was on fire.
"SHIT!" was all Dion could scream as he slammed the door shut.
"We need to get out of this room as soon as possible," he stated and he was right. We were too high to just jump out the window without falling dead on the ground and with all the wooden floors and stairs in this building, it wasn't safe to stay up here for long.
Dion and Yorick wanted to get out of this room quickly so they could take the stairs, but didn't realize that Skye was still naked and didn't move with them because she was in shock about what was happening right in front of her.
"GUYS!" I screamed and they turned around. They looked at me like 'what's the matter?' so I pointed to Skye. "Skye is still naked and we need to cover her body up so she doesn't burn alive when we go downstairs."
Right away, Dion went to the bed and got her clothes for her. Skye was still too shocked to move so I had to help her get dressed. Dion tore his shirt into pieces so we could use it to cover our mouths and noses when we got into the smoke.
"Spencer, I need you to stay close to me, okay? I already lost my daughter; I can't lose you now also," Dion said and I could hear that he was also a little scared about what was going to happen.
"Bro, can you take care of Skye? Don't let her out of your sight. It's best if you two go first because you know how you came up here to warn me. I promise that Spencer and I will be close behind you, but we need to move now if we want to make it."
Yorick and Skye went first and the moment they opened the bedroom door, I could feel the heat coming from the flames. Skye didn't move at all and I could see that Yorick had difficulty moving her 'cause she didn't want to come out of her shocked state.
"Dion, I need your help! I'm not strong enough to carry her!" Yorick yelled with a scared voice.
The warmth that was coming from the flames was only getting warmer and I could feel that we were getting close to the actual fire. My heart was starting to beat faster every second, scared for what was going to happen and how the hell we were going to make it. All I could think about was Ashley at this moment, hoping that I would get out of this building alive and be in her arms tomorrow when we finally see each other again after being apart for a week.
"Spencer, are you going to be okay if I go help them?" Dion asked scared and I could see in his eyes that he really didn't want to leave me alone. He'd rather leave Skye to die so he could be with me, but I know it would be selfish to ask him to say with me. Although I was scared, I couldn't let Skye die because I wanted to have Dion all to myself.
"I'll be fine. You go help your brother and Skye. I can manage to walk on my own."
Dion picked up Skye in his arms and Yorick was in front of them telling them which way we needed to go. The farther we got down stairs, the more sputter I could hear coming from the fire. The smoke was getting thicker and I was starting to have trouble breathing.
I closed my eyes to gather more strength, knowing that I still had a long way to go before we were actually outside of this building. That's when I heard the wooden stairs under me begin to creak. I was about to take the next step when I felt my body go through the stairs.
I fell hard on the wooden floor under me and the heat there was so warm. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that I was surrounded by flames and at that point it occurred to me that the whole place was burning down right in front of me and I wasn't going to get out of this alive.
I cried for help, but was scared that they wouldn't hear me. That was until I heard Dion screaming my name. When I heard him, I looked up at the hole above me in the stairs and saw his face.
"I'm coming to get you. Hold on Spencer!" he yelled.
He slowly came down towards me. "Can you stand?" he asked. I tried, but I must have bruised my ankle when I fell because it hurt too much to stand on it.
"It hurts too much," I answered and Dion lifted me up immediately. Looking into his eyes, I could see he hadn't much strength left in his body either. The smoke was also getting to him and I saw had difficulty breathing 'cause while he was lifting me up he couldn't cover his own nose and mouth and was inhaling all the smoke surrounding us.
"Why aren't you with Skye?" I asked him with the little air I had left in my lungs. I was scared for what was going to happen to her now that Dion wasn't with her anymore, but helping me to get out of this building alive.
"'Cause my woman needed my help and like I said, I can't lose you also."
I could feel that he couldn't hold me for much longer. His body was getting weaker since we couldn't get enough fresh air. I gave him a part of the shirt he tore in pieces for us to breathe through so that I could also cover his nose and mouth while I covered my own. But it didn't work like I hoped it would. He was so surprised when I tried to take care of him while he was carrying me around that he kept his eyes on me for too long and, with all the smoke and flames surrounding us, he hadn't seen the balk that was on the ground.
I heard Dion scream as we both fell to the ground. The smoke was too thick to really see what was happening. I could only hear him scream in pain.
That's when I suddenly noticed that he was bleeding. I then took off my jacket, tore it into a couple of pieces, and pressed it down on the wound to try to stop the bleeding.
"Spence, you need to get out of here!" Dion screamed with the last strength he had in his body when he noticed that I was still with him, taking care of his wound.
I couldn't just leave him behind after he just tried to save me. Even though he wasn't the greatest guy for me most time, he was just too lost and trying to find his own way in this fucked up world. I had seen the real Dion in the last couple of months and I couldn't just let that Dion die in a fire.
"I can't leave you here. I can't let you die." I felt the tears running down my face. He slowly moved his thumb up so he could wipe my tears away as he stared at me.
"If you don't leave now, you aren't going to make it. The fire is boxing us in and I can't let you die with me."
"Don't talk like that, okay? You're strong. I know that. We can get out of this."
"Listen to me. I have already lost a lot of blood, but you still can make it if you hurry up."
I couldn't just let him die, not now. I couldn't stand to see someone else die right in front of me. It didn't matter anymore if Dion found out that I had a cell phone with me 'cause at this point it was the only way to save us both. I pulled the cell phone out of my pocket and started dialing Ashley's number.
"What's that?" Dion asked me.
"My cell phone. I'm calling for help. Don't talk, okay? You're going to need your strength."
It took a couple of seconds before Ashley finally picked up her phone.
"Sweetie!" she answered and it felt so good to hear her voice on the line. I closed my eyes for a second, remembering her face.
"Ash, I need you to come get me!" I screamed, hoping that she would hear me because I could barely hear her.
"What's wrong? Where are you?"
"We're trapped! The whole place is burning down!""
"What place?"
"My house!"
I couldn't find the air to talk anymore. I ended the call, hoping that Ashley would save us soon. Dion didn't say anything anymore and had his eyes closed, probably trying to gain strength to stay alive.
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"Spencer! Dion!" I heard somebody scream, but I didn't recognize the voice.
With the little strength I still had left in my body, I opened my eyes, but couldn't see right away who it was. My body was too tired and within seconds my eyes closed again. I could hear the voice come closer and suddenly I felt a body sitting next to me, helping to keep my face up. I tried to open my eyes again and finally saw who it was.
"Yor…" was all I could get out of my lungs. He helped me up slowly. The moment I stood on my feet, I could feel the pain go through my body and I almost collapsed, but Yorick caught me in time. He tried to guide me out of the building, but then it hit me that he was leaving his brother behind. He wasn't helping his own brother.
"Dion," I said, pointing towards his body that was still lying on the ground. I could feel Yorick's body shaking next to me. "It's too late for him, but not for you. You need to come with me now," he answered while he was dragging my body with him. Again I could feel the tears running down my face. Dion was dead. I tried to get out of Yorick's grip, but he was too strong. I wanted to go to Dion. He'd tried to save me, but had to sacrifice his own life to do it.
"Spence, listen to me!" he yelled and I could hear that he was also getting weaker every second we stayed in this place. "You need to come with me. I know he doesn't want you to die with him."
Yorick was right. Dion died because he was trying to save me, just like everybody else who had loved me and died for it. I know that I couldn't let his death be for nothing, so I gave in and let Yorick get me out of this building.
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When we finally got out of the building, I could see the fire department around the building trying to get the fire under control. There were also ambulances to help the victims. My lungs were still filled with all the smoke and couldn't deal with the fresh air. I saw the world spinning around me. The last thing I remember was feeling the ground under me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was on a stretcher with doctors surrounding me doing their thing on me. I looked back at the building, knowing that Dion was probably still lying there. The bright light that was coming from the building hurt my eyes, but I couldn't look away. My eyes needed to look at my old home that was burning down right in front of me.
I felt a soft hand holding mine and looked up to see the face. There she was. My angel. She made it. I could see the tears in her eyes as she looked down at me and seeing her here made everything better. It was time for me to come home with her.
"Are you okay?" she asked with a scared voice.
"Never been better," I say with a grin, knowing that I was finally free.
"You don't look so good." And I couldn't help but smile. She was just too cute.
"It's time for me to come home with you."
There it was. Her famous nose crinkle; one of the things I fell in love with. Her eyes lit up and I could tell she was so happy with my news. She kissed me on the forehead out of enthusiasm and held my hand up to her heart.
It was time to go home to my real family.