Disclaimer: ok so I'll just borrow them for a lil'bit. ;)
A/N: ok so I got bored at lunch and jotted this down, keep in mind I sit with a bunch of seniors..:::hint hint hint:::.;)
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**4 hours earlier**
The fire blazed above his head, now downed in the signature hat and mask. Not that they did much good. He still felt the glass and other debris pelting down on him, and he still took in the smoke. Oh god, the smoke was thick and pitch black, prohibiting him from breath and sight. Each staggering breath he took pulled the debris further down on him and with more pressure, making the next breath that much harder. He tried to get the crap off of him, in his mind he knew it was impossible, he had fallen through the goddamn stairs, but he had to try. Even that effort exhausted him and he found himself again fighting for breath.
He knew she had gone to get help, and he knew she'd be back soon. She wouldn't leave him there. He trusted Alex with his life, she wouldn't let him die. Death. It wasn't something he should be thinking about. Joey. That's what was on his mind, he should be home watching Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and pigging out on pizza with his son. Not here. Not like this.
He was about to let himself fall into the darkness, he couldn't hold on any longer. Not that he was letting go, but he couldn't keep his eyes open, it hurt. But then he heard it. The foot steps, hurried yet careful. It had to be help. He couldn't tell how long he had been there, or if he had even been conscious the whole time. 5 minutes, an hour, it would have felt the same either way, but now help was here. Then it his world went black.
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A/N: ok so I got bored at lunch and jotted this down, keep in mind I sit with a bunch of seniors..:::hint hint hint:::.;)
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**4 hours earlier**
The fire blazed above his head, now downed in the signature hat and mask. Not that they did much good. He still felt the glass and other debris pelting down on him, and he still took in the smoke. Oh god, the smoke was thick and pitch black, prohibiting him from breath and sight. Each staggering breath he took pulled the debris further down on him and with more pressure, making the next breath that much harder. He tried to get the crap off of him, in his mind he knew it was impossible, he had fallen through the goddamn stairs, but he had to try. Even that effort exhausted him and he found himself again fighting for breath.
He knew she had gone to get help, and he knew she'd be back soon. She wouldn't leave him there. He trusted Alex with his life, she wouldn't let him die. Death. It wasn't something he should be thinking about. Joey. That's what was on his mind, he should be home watching Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and pigging out on pizza with his son. Not here. Not like this.
He was about to let himself fall into the darkness, he couldn't hold on any longer. Not that he was letting go, but he couldn't keep his eyes open, it hurt. But then he heard it. The foot steps, hurried yet careful. It had to be help. He couldn't tell how long he had been there, or if he had even been conscious the whole time. 5 minutes, an hour, it would have felt the same either way, but now help was here. Then it his world went black.
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TBC so how'm I doing? Are ya still with me? REVIEW PPLZ!