Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 42: Through the Flames
Abby

Just as I’m leaning forward to make sense of the strange spark in the back of the oven, something

ignites.

I jump back with a yelp just as the heat nearly consumes me.

My heart races as the orange flames dance menacingly from the oven, cutting off the symphony of our

dinner rush with its threatening roar. The scent of burnt food mingles with a more acrid, electrical smell.

An electrical fire.

Panic courses through me.

“Fire! Fire in the oven!” I shout, reaching for the nearby fire extinguisher.

My fingers barely grasp the cool metal before I feel the searing heat engulf my arm. A sharp pain

lances through me, and I draw back with a sharp hiss, dropping the fire extinguisher.

My arm pulses with intense pain, the skin red and already blistering.

“Abby!” Karl’s voice cuts through the chaos, and before I know it, he’s beside me, effortlessly wielding

the extinguisher to smother the flames. Within moments, the roaring fire is reduced to a smoky whisper,

but the damage is done.

I cradle my burnt arm, biting back the tears that threaten to spill. The pain is overwhelming. My vision

blurs, and my legs feel weak. The world tilts.

“Abby, look at me,” Karl urges, his voice lined with concern. His deep brown eyes are inches away, full

of worry.

“I… I’m okay,” I manage, although the quiver in my voice betrays me. The pain isn’t subsiding, and a

nauseating mix of fear and shock swirls within me.

“You’re not okay,” he insists. “We need to get you to the hospital. Now.”

The bustling sounds of the restaurant seem distant. Whispers and murmurs of concern ripple around

us, but all I can focus on is Karl’s steady voice.

“No, the restaurant…” I begin, my thoughts fragmented. The reality of the situation hasn’t fully sunk in.

charge, nods to Jake. “Handle things

response, Karl gently scoops me up, his arms cradling me close.

the kitchen, is oddly comforting. My head rests against his chest

his car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to

but shiver.

passenger seat, buckling me in. “Just hang in there,

We’ll be there soon.”

drifting to my burnt arm. The pain is unbearable, but having Karl

strange balm. novelbin

starts the car, I feel his fingers intertwining with mine. It’s a simple gesture,

vulnerability, it means everything.

okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick

my voice barely above a whisper.

you weren’t there.”

thumb tracing comforting circles on my skin.

just did what

moment, I know that’s not true. In my pain-induced state, I almost feel as though

nothing but one thing after

when I needed him the most. But it’s silly; I’m just

and I feel the reassuring rhythm of

the car, time

is it?” I ask, my voice

over, the soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched on his

will take care

The hum of the engine, combined with the pain,

The world outside becomes

warmth of Karl’s hand is a constant, grounding me. Even in the

but appreciate the intimacy of the moment. Our shared experiences

dishes and ingredients, have fostered a

time to time, ensuring

a depth of emotion that’s

feels like mere moments before the car comes to a halt. The glaring lights of the hospital loom

gravity of the situation hits me full

but I grit my teeth, trying to

whispers, guiding me

room are a stark contrast to the warm,

practiced precision, their

and concern.

din. “She

I know it, I’m being led to a bed, the

protector, stays close, filling out the

I

his hand, drawing