Remembering Sunday
Chapter 2
Once I was done sweeping, I neatly put the broom back into the closet slamming the door shut.
I walked back over to the bench and sat down but started giggling when I heard screaming across the building. I sat up and started to walk down the long white halls decorated with portraits of the Captain and group photo of everybody in the station surrounding one of the trucks. Once I reached down to the game room, the door was closed. I knocked lightly cause it was dark and silent.
No response.
I shrugged and opened the door slightly peeking through to see Zack straddling Rian kissing each other softly.
I groaned and Zack jumped off of Rian with a blush that I could see in the dark.
"S-sorry. We thought you were Captain, so we didn't open the door to try and make him think we were sleeping."
I chuckled and sat next to him picking up an un opened water bottle taking a few swigs.
You see, Rian, Zack, and I are the only (we think) gay guys in this department. Nobody else knows except for us. We always get teased cause we never bring over girl friends but we shrug it off.
"Hey well Captain wants us to get some rest just in case a call comes in tonight okay?"
Rian and Zack nodded before getting up to go into one of the rooms that they shared and I went into mine that I shared with Matt Flyzik. I chuckled cause if you first saw this guy and found out he was a part of the Fire Department you'd do a double take cause this scrawny little bitch cant even pick up a hose. Well, he's an EMT so we keep him here cause we need him.
He hid under the covers bundled in a Micky Mouse hoodie and blanket sleeping soundly. I thought about waking him up and telling him to watch out for his pager but I saw it on his charger and it was on so I decided to leave it.
I looked at the clock and it read 7:10 pm. We have about an hour before fireworks start going off so we should be good.
I laid out on the small bed and got comfortable before falling asleep.
~
I jerked awake from the sound of explosions and cheers. I had to take a few breaths before I could comprehend what was going on.
I looked at the clock. It was 8:15.
Fireworks.
I laughed and pulled on my pants and tank top and grabbed my pager, clipping it to my belt loop and began my journey to the kitchen.
When I got there I opened up the fridge and ate some fruit. I've learned from experience to never eat heavy foods when on duty. Don't ask.
I got caught up in eating food when I heard the loud blaring off sirens and red lights flashing throughout the building.
"2578 House Fire. 1256 Willow Lane. Unknown number of injuries. 4 residents in the house"
'shit' I thought. Right when I jogged out of the kitchen everybody was already running out to the floor opening up their lockers throwing on their gear. I did the same and ran down the hall the only sound is my heavy boots on the tile wall and my heavy breathing. I ran into my (our. meaning Flyzik's and I's) room seeing him quickly buttoning up his white shirt and then tying his shoes.
"Hurry up, Micky, we're leaving."
He nodded and we ran down the hall onto the floor where everybody was piling into their designated fire trucks.
Me, taking the one with Rian and Zack, and then every body else taking up the other 2 trucks.
I turned around to see Flyzik throwing his duffle bag into the paramedic truck and hopping in waiting for Zack to pull out of the building so he could follow us.
When we all pulled out onto the road heading full speed to where the said so fire was only hearing the loud blaring sirens, I laid my head back taking deep breaths trying to control my anxiety cause this was going to be a long night. And it was my job to make sure nobody in this got hurt. Not me, not my team, and certainly not anybody in that house.
I walked back over to the bench and sat down but started giggling when I heard screaming across the building. I sat up and started to walk down the long white halls decorated with portraits of the Captain and group photo of everybody in the station surrounding one of the trucks. Once I reached down to the game room, the door was closed. I knocked lightly cause it was dark and silent.
No response.
I shrugged and opened the door slightly peeking through to see Zack straddling Rian kissing each other softly.
I groaned and Zack jumped off of Rian with a blush that I could see in the dark.
"S-sorry. We thought you were Captain, so we didn't open the door to try and make him think we were sleeping."
I chuckled and sat next to him picking up an un opened water bottle taking a few swigs.
You see, Rian, Zack, and I are the only (we think) gay guys in this department. Nobody else knows except for us. We always get teased cause we never bring over girl friends but we shrug it off.
"Hey well Captain wants us to get some rest just in case a call comes in tonight okay?"
Rian and Zack nodded before getting up to go into one of the rooms that they shared and I went into mine that I shared with Matt Flyzik. I chuckled cause if you first saw this guy and found out he was a part of the Fire Department you'd do a double take cause this scrawny little bitch cant even pick up a hose. Well, he's an EMT so we keep him here cause we need him.
He hid under the covers bundled in a Micky Mouse hoodie and blanket sleeping soundly. I thought about waking him up and telling him to watch out for his pager but I saw it on his charger and it was on so I decided to leave it.
I looked at the clock and it read 7:10 pm. We have about an hour before fireworks start going off so we should be good.
I laid out on the small bed and got comfortable before falling asleep.
~
I jerked awake from the sound of explosions and cheers. I had to take a few breaths before I could comprehend what was going on.
I looked at the clock. It was 8:15.
Fireworks.
I laughed and pulled on my pants and tank top and grabbed my pager, clipping it to my belt loop and began my journey to the kitchen.
When I got there I opened up the fridge and ate some fruit. I've learned from experience to never eat heavy foods when on duty. Don't ask.
I got caught up in eating food when I heard the loud blaring off sirens and red lights flashing throughout the building.
"2578 House Fire. 1256 Willow Lane. Unknown number of injuries. 4 residents in the house"
'shit' I thought. Right when I jogged out of the kitchen everybody was already running out to the floor opening up their lockers throwing on their gear. I did the same and ran down the hall the only sound is my heavy boots on the tile wall and my heavy breathing. I ran into my (our. meaning Flyzik's and I's) room seeing him quickly buttoning up his white shirt and then tying his shoes.
"Hurry up, Micky, we're leaving."
He nodded and we ran down the hall onto the floor where everybody was piling into their designated fire trucks.
Me, taking the one with Rian and Zack, and then every body else taking up the other 2 trucks.
I turned around to see Flyzik throwing his duffle bag into the paramedic truck and hopping in waiting for Zack to pull out of the building so he could follow us.
When we all pulled out onto the road heading full speed to where the said so fire was only hearing the loud blaring sirens, I laid my head back taking deep breaths trying to control my anxiety cause this was going to be a long night. And it was my job to make sure nobody in this got hurt. Not me, not my team, and certainly not anybody in that house.
Notes
Yup already emotionally attached to Alex. Haha, here is the update! I'm going to go dye my hair and then maybe update right away depending on how many of y'all comment! :)If you guys have any questions about the fire department and stuff you can ask me cause I know a bit cause of my brother. If I don't know, I'll ask him for you. :)
@trottablogga
No problem, and that's great. I can tell you're close, that's great, kind of jelous. Haha, but yeah, he sound like a good guy too!
Oh! By the way, when it played 'For your entertainment' by Adam Lambert..I started fangirling. Haha!
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