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?”

fire his attention back. He squatted, and I just crossed my

boy, when that 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

This jerk sitting in front of me. While I was busy channeling my inner Olympic sprinter, this guy was just chilling there, completely

secret pact with the flames, or maybe

that while I was two steps away from dialing the fire department, Mason

or completely bonkers. Maybe a bit of

monsters like it’s a walk in the

the hottest show in town. But this needed to stop. I wasn’t going to spend the whole night staring at some idiot who was staring at a holocaust, like he was worshipping it or

LUKE’S POV

What terrible news have you

man. And I kind of loved him for

my head at the moment. I just hoped nothing bad had happened to my grandfather. Of course, the man was

him.

waited for his response. His hesitant silence only fueled my worry, and my mind raced with a whirlwind of worst–case scenarios. What if my grandfather had left the earth? What if his sickness had finally prevailed over him?

gentle smile, his wise words, and the warmth of his embrace.

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 was fragile and unpredictable. Struck me with a

tell him how much he meant to me? Was

these were just thoughts. Maybe that

I yelled at Peter, tears popping up in

He’s…

“What did you

but he’s

was nothing compared to mine. This was really