fire
when flames takes form and burn everything in its way

outfit of the chapter
Maxine Pajamas

She laughed at his drunken state. He slurred with the words, calling her both beautiful and hot. Then he tried to dance with her but fell on his own feet and she had to drag him inside. She helped him get his clothes off and he grinned at her.
"Well look at you, wanting to sleep with me and all" he slurred and she laughed even more. alex was really drunk and he would soon pass out. which he of course did when she was pulling him out of his jeans. She tucked him in under the blanket and put away his clothes. She walked down to the kitchen and poured up water and took two painkillers. He would want them in the morning when he woke up, so she placed them on his nightstand. Then she walked out to the bathroom and pulled herself out from the pink dress. She washed away her makeup and brushed her hair. Braiding it into a big braid she let fall down on her shoulder. While brushing her teeth she put on her black pajamashorts and the hamburger tank. She was ready for bed and she was tired. It had been fun being out with Alex and having him show her Baltimore. In a way she never would have seen it if she had been walking by herself. He knew the right places and all that, and had showed her amazing places. It had been a shame she didn’t have her camera with her, since photography was her hobby.
"He can take me there some other times" she said and smiled.

Alex was fast asleep when she came back to the bedroom and she could hear a small snoring. She got in under her blanket and curled up to a small ball. Even if it had been a lovely evening something still felt odd. Something in her mind wouldn’t go to rest and she had the feeling that something was going to happen. Before she fell asleep she got up and closed the door, and then she curled up under the blanket once again.

She woke up to the sound of something crashing in the house. Max sat up and wondered what was going on. Was there someone in the house? With a sigh she got up, since Alex was still sleeping, and walked over to the door. She reached for the doorknob but stopped just as she was about to touch it. Even abut an inch away from the knob she could feel the heat from it. Why would the doorknob be hot? Then she heard a small crash again and wondered what the hell was going on. Then it hit her. The sound outside the door, the hot knob and the small sounds of crashes. There was a fire. A big one.
"Fuck" she said and turned around. She hurried over to the window and tried to open it, but couldn’t. There was some kind of weird lock on it.
"Alex, wake up" she yelled and looked over at him. He was still passed out and didn’t even move a millimeter when she called.
"oh for fuck sake Alex, wake up!" she called again, but he didn’t move. She decided to break the window and picked up the first thing she could find. A book. She closed her eyes and threw it at the window. But the window didn’t break. She knocked on it a little and let out a small scream.
"PLEXIGLASS?!" she yelled. She was getting scared and angry. She tried and tried but the window wouldn’t break.
"oh come on" she muttered. This time she got to her phone and she called Jack. Signal after signal went, until he finally picked up.
"Max, it’s late… What do you want?" he muttered.
"How the fuck do I open one of Alex windows?" she called out.
"What?" he asked, clearly confused.
"The windows? How do I open them?" she asked again, and Jack hung up on her. She took Alex phone instead and called Jack again.
"Put leash on your woman Alex" he said.
"I am trapped in the bedroom, with a passed out Alex and a house on fire. So tell me Jack, how the fuck do I open the windows?" she asked.
"Fire?!" he gasped.
"Yes Jack, so how do I open the windows?" she asked, again. He got up from bed and tried to remember how to open them and when he figure it out he told her. She did as he said and the window opened. But not enough to get them both out. She could maybe get out Alex and if she was lucky she would fit through the opening.
"Alex, wake up" she yelled and he grunted and turned around. She shook him a little and opened her eyes.
"What do you want?" he muttered.
"There is a fire, and we need to get out now" she said. He jolted up from bed and stared at her.
"You might fit through the window" she said and pointed towards it.
"What about you?" he asked, a bit surprised.
"I think my hips are to wide" she said and swallowed. He just stared at her, then he shook his head.
"There is no fucking way that I’m leaving you" he said.
"Alex, someone has to get out and meet the firefighters" she said.
"You’ve called them?" he asked, and looked at the phone in her hand.
"Fuck no, I forgot about that" Max cursed and looked at it. Alex grabbed it and dialed 911, told them what was going on and that they were both trapped inside the bedroom. As soon as he finished the call he looked around and he walked up to the door, he was stupid enough to try and grab the doorknob and he cursed when the heat burned his hand.
"Are you okay?" Max asked and looked at his hand. It wouldn’t be a scar, it was just red and would probably stay that way for a few days.
"Yeah, that was nothing" he said. He turned to the window and walked over and he looked out. He jumped up on the edge and just like Max had thought he fit right through, by the millimeter. He squeezed himself inside so he was looking at her, while standing on the outside.
"I want you to try and see if you can fit through, okay?" he asked, and held out his hands for her to come. She hesitated but walked over, he helped her up on the edge and squeezed out and she heard him call for her.
"Just see if you can get out" he said. She took a deep breath and slowly moved down through the whole and… Got stuck.
"Fuck" she muttered.
"To tight?" he asked.
"I think I need to lose a few pounds" she said with a sarcastic tone.
"You’re perfect jsut the way you are, go back inside… I’ll come up with something" he said and she did go back inside and sat down on the bed. Alex came back inside and he looked at the window.
"I think I know" he said and nodded for himself, and walked up to the drawer. He moved it so it stood by the window and sat on it. Then he started to kick on the window.
"Alex, what are you doing?" Max asked and just stared.
"I’m. Trying. To. Kick. In. The. GODDAMN WINDOW" he said between the kicks and suddenly it flew open, and they could both hear a loud groan outside. Max hurried up and ran over to the window and looked out, and Alex just stared.
"Are you okay Jack?" Max asked.
"I think you broke my nose" he said as ha rolled over to his stomach on the grass. Alex bit his lip and tried not to laugh but he lifted Max up and lifted her out from the bedroom and jumped out as well.
"Why the fuck are you here?" Alex asked and helped Jack up.
"Max called me and wondered how she would get the window open" Jack said and covered his bloody nose.
"You called him, but not the firefighters?" Alex asked and looked at Max.
"What? I tried to save your life and I couldn’t open the window" she said and looked at him.

They sat outside, in the dark, and watched as Alex house was slowly turning into a bonfire. The firefighters did everything they could do stop it and after hours of trying they finally had the fire under control and extinguished it. Alex looked at his house and you couldn’t read what was going on in his mind. Jack was still whining a little bit about his bloody nose, so Max ripped his shirt, took on of the bottle of waters a neighbor had given them and wet the small cloth in her hand. She started to clean Jack’s face.
"It doesn’t seem like it is broken" she said and looked at it. Alex glanced over at them and he noticed that Jack was looking at Max. Taking in her features as she gently rubbed his face clean.
"Thanks" he whispered and she smiled.
"No problem" she answered him and sat down again, and Alex still looked at Jack, who looked at Max. He knew that face. He knew everything about it and somehow he didn’t like it. So he moved closer to Max, and took her hand.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"I’m fine" she said and took a look at his hand. It was still a bit red and was a little bit swollen as well.
"Your hand will probably stay red for a few days, but it looks like it didn’t burn through the skin" she said and looked up at him.
"Sorry for passing out like that" he sighed.
"Don’t be, you were having a good time tonight and no one would have known the house would turn into a big flame ocean" she said.
"How did you notice by the way?" Alex asked.
"I thought I heard someone, but it must have been the fire" she shrugged.
"WE’VE FOUND SOMEONE INSIDE THE HOUSE" the firefighters called and they all turned their heads towards the person carrying a body.
"That’s Bri" Alex said and looked shocked.
"She looks okay" Jack said, and Alex got up and hurried over to the fireman. He talked with him for a while and the paramedics took over.
"He still cares for her, doesn’t he?" Max asked.
"Just a little, they had a really good relationship but it ended well… not so well" Jack said, and he looked at her. Max turned to him.
"How did it end?" she asked.
"You really wanna know?" Jack asked and looked at her with concerned eyes.
"Yes" she whispered and wondered what could have happened.
"She proposed, and he said no" Jack said, and Max looked at Alex.

Why did he want to marry her, a fake marriage, if he didn’t want to get married to Brianna?
What was he thinking?