Broken Sparrow

Verity is young nineteen year old girl, with her life laid out before her, but her life seems to have already ended. The boy she was with since she was fifteen has made her life a living hell, however, her heart belongs to another, but the feral punishments that will follow if she goes with him are unimaginable. People thought London was a city of dreams and prosperity, filled with promise, but now the only promise she is filled with is a nightmare.

***Not appropriate for people under 15***

COPYRIGHT OF LAUREN MEAD 12/08/2013

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22. Jay

I reached Kian's apartment block when I saw the billowing smoke escape through the window on the top floor; I opened the front doors and ran up the flights of stairs. The heat grew more intense as I approached the top floor, smoke stinging my eyes and suffocating me. That's when I heard the screams. Before I could kick down the door it opened and I came face to face with Him. 

My fist collided with his jaw and he fell into his apartment, "You bastard!" I roared while I kicked his ribs relentlessly. 

"Fuck... you." He stammered - He tried to stand but I kicked him back down, my rage burning as hot as the fire surrounding us - engulfing my sanity with it. 

His face was bloody and black with ash, my fists clenched and throbbing. Verity's screams brought me back to reality and I bolted for his bedroom door. That's when I saw her - Her lips deep red and oozing, torn and raw as she let out her blood-curdling cries. Her exposed skin was bubbling from the ferocity of the flames, and I had to stop myself from retching as I ran through the flames to cradle her in my arms. My adrenaline wore away as the fire tore through my clothes - I could feel it's anger. 

I held Verity in my arms.

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