Conor began the walk preparing himself for what he has going to have to deal with. He approach ed the house turning to key in the keyhole before stepping inside shutting the door behind him. When he was hit by something strong and overwhelming.. the smell of alcohol and smoke. Ms. Mulgrew stumbling to the kitchen door so drunk she was unable to keep her balance. This was the straight off a long night as she began yelling at him for anything and everything. He put his school and jacket away ignoring her " look at what you've done to me ! This is all your fault!" She began, Conor had enough of her, he couldnt deal with her in tge state she was in. Conor went to his room locking his bedroom door, so she couldn't get in . Conor heard her unbalanced foot steps coming up the wooden stairs as he sat down on the floor leaning back against the door, wishing it would all stop. After 20 minutes of Ms. Mulgrew trying to get in he finally heard her footsteps going back down into the sitting g where she was still shouting and banging. Conor felt his eyes filling with tears, he didn't know what to do he couldn't handle her anymore , she was way out of control for him. Conor pulled out his phone scanning through his contacts for Imogen's number, a tiny smile crept onto his lips as he found it " Imogen x " she had put. He sat staring at her numbering debating whether to text her or not. He decided not to , he didn't want to put all his problems on her and drive her away from him . He got up a d lay o n his bed trying to block out his moms voice downstairs.
After about an hou half it had stopped and Conor had dozed off on his bed. It was only half nine but he found himself exhausted. At 10 he woke up with the smell of smoke filling his room and the fire alarm going off, his eyes widened as he unlocked the door going downstairs to find his mom passed out the floor on fire where she must split alcohol. " Mom , wake up , wake up " he begged as he lifting her off the sofa dragging her out the front, laying her on the grass as she lay unconscious. Conor rang for an ambulance and fire brigade as neighbours came to help him.
The firemen had the fire put out very quickly and Conor was on his way to the hospital with his mom who was no under the paramedics control and not his. Conor hadn't released he had been crying till he was at the hospital. At 12 Conor was sitting by his moms side who was asleep. A nurse came In " is there anyone you would like to ring to go to stay the night , your mom is in very safe hands now, a friends or families ?" She asked kindly as handed him a mug of tea. Conor immediately thought of Imogen but he could hardly ring her at this, although he didn't want to spend the night in the hospital. Conor decided he would try ring Imogen and if she didn't answer , he wouldn't keep trying.
Imogen was laying on her bed reading , she couldn't sleep , she felt her phone vibrating on her lap, her phone not recognising the number as she never got Conor's, she slipped in her hearing aids before answering " Hello " she spoke softly
" Hi Imogen, its Conor, I am so so sorry for ringing you this late" Conor began, Imogen sitting up hearing it was Conor " im in the hospital, there was a fire at my house, im fine, they are just keeping my mom in for a day for observation " he spoke quickly before she had a chance to begin worrying, " are you sure you are ok? Do you need somewhere to stay till you mom gets out ? " she asked. Conor had a smile on his lips. " yes please, that was actually why i rang you" he admitted. Imogen was getting out of bed she was wearing grey skinny pj bottoms and black string top she slipped on a purple hoodie " ill ring yiu back Conor " she told him going into her mom , explaining about the fire to her mom, asking if they could collect Conor from the hospital and if he could stay with them , of course her mom was fine with she was a real easy going mom. Imogen rang Conor telling him they were on there he was so thankful , he was going to get a taxi not make them come out at this hour.
Imogen and her mom collected him. Imogen sitting in the back with him they had about an half an hour drive it was 1:15, Conor looked and felt exhausted, they were holding eachothers hand Conor had slip his fingers through hers . Conor lay his head on Imogen shoukder closing his eyes, Imogen ran her thumb over his and Conor drifted off asleep.
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