The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

I walked behind Mason as we both got close to the gigantic fire. Well, he got close. I was a little bit far from him, slowing down my pace. Yeah I knew he was a psychopath, but I had not idea he was this crazy.

Getting really close to a fire huge like that? No one in his right senses would do that? But this scumbag right here was actually surprising me.

And I kept on watching him inch closer to the roaring inferno. I couldn’t help but question his sanity. I would keep on doing that over and over.

I mean, who willingly gets up close and personal with a fire that could roast a Christmas turkey in 3 seconds flat? It was like he had a secret death wish or something. And if he did, I would be really glad. At least it would reduce the number of scumbags in the earth.

Meanwhile, I continued to do my best to maintain a safe distance, like the responsible, self- preserving human being that I am.

“What are you even doing?” I aksed, still walking slowly.

“You ask too many questions,” he replied, not glancing at me.

“This is crazy, you know. Like, are going to walk in that fire?”

Mason turned to give me a quick look. “Maybe.”

“This is absolutely insane. But it won’t be surprising, cause you’re insane yourself.”

“You can shut up, and just follow me, okay.”

“You’re like six inches away from that fire. And you want me to keep on following you. Okay, what are you planning to do now, huh. Perform a miracle?”

at me, but gave the fire his attention back. He

fire started crackling and growling like an angry beast, I swear I let out a scream that could rival a banshee! I mean, who wouldn’t? It was like being in the front row of a pyrotechnics concert

me. While I was busy channeling my inner Olympic sprinter, this guy was just chilling there, completely unfazed. I mean, seriously, who stares at a raging fire like it’s the latest episode

he had a secret pact with

dialing the fire department, Mason was still sitting

to call him brave or completely bonkers. Maybe a bit of both. But everyone has their quirks,

monsters like it’s

the hottest show in town. But this needed to stop. I

LUKE’S POV

have you come

driver. His name was Peter, a middle–aged man. And I kind of loved him for his

Of course, the man was old, but I still loved him, and didn’t want to lose him

him.

raced with a whirlwind of worst–case scenarios. What if my grandfather had left

his wise words, and the warmth of his embrace. Well, sometimes he was a total

had always been a pillar of strength for our family, and the mere thought of losing him sent waves of fear crashing through me. This was the realization that life

in my mind. Did I tell him how much he meant to me? Was there anything

thoughts. Maybe that

I yelled at Peter, tears popping

He’s…

me immediately. “What did you just say?” I yelled again, not wanting

sorry sir, but he’s

me in the eyes. He was also shattered. But his pain was nothing compared to mine. This was really intense. My grandfather, dead?