Me, MCR and the fire..., chapter 3
* flashback in Claires POV *
I turned back and saw the thick black smoke flowing out of any opening in the Apollo.
"Claire!" Came Ceri's voice, I turned round to face her, she looked worried, I'd never seen her so worried before.
"What? What's wrong?" My chest was hurting because of my asthma but with 18 years of it I was used to it by now.
"Sam and Backi, I don't think they got out."
We started to panic, Sam and Becki were our best mates after all.
"We'll help," came to strangely familiar voices.
We spun round and came face to face with Gerard Way and Frank Iero.
"What?" Ceri asked as if she didn't believe them.
"We're going to help you," Frank replied.
* End of flashback *
By the time they had left they had explained everything. From the first time they realised me and Becki were missing to when Frank carried me and Gerard carried Becki out.
Before they left they promised to visit the same time tomorrow.
I fell asleep within minutes of Ceri and Claire's departure, my dreams were filled with thick black smoke, colourful fires and knights in shining armour.
I don't know what time it was when I woke up, all I knew was that I was feeling better. It felt like I had a huge weight lifted off my chest (litrelly! ) and I wasn't coughing as much, well I wasn't coughing at all.
My mum was sitting in the same battered grey chair as the day before, she was reading a magazine. As I looked closer I saw it was Kerrang!.
"Hey you! Stealing my mag!" I joked.
"Hiya Sam! Didn't know you were awake!"
"When are Cez and Claire coming?" I asked sitting up.
"In about 5 minutes," Mum answered glancing down at her watch. "You sound better!"
"I FEEL better!" I smiled "Have you heard anything about Becki?"
"Sorry Sam I havn't," Mum said shaking her head.
"You got new K?" Claire asked a couple of minutes into her and Ceri's visit.
"Ye," I smiled "So, what have you been doing?"
"What we usually do! Hanging round, going to work, meeting up with MCR..." Ceri smirked.
"Oh are you now?" I asked mockingly.
"They wanna come see you but... Well... They think you blame them," Claire said.
"They what?!" I asked, not believing that she was serious. "Why would I blame them? They didn't start the fire!"
"Ye well... Anyway, Rach and Simone are asking after you," Ceri said quickly changing the subject to our two other friends, Rachel Trotman and Simone Chambers (same last name as me I know! We aren't related though).
"Bet Simone wishes she was there!" I joked, Simone kinda likes fire. "Have you guys seen Bex?"
"Yea, she's fine, kinda like you were yesterday," Ceri reassured me.
"She's kinda back to normal, the odd blonde comment here and there," Claire laughed (* authors note: The real Becki is gunna kill me for putting that! Sorry Bex! ).
"Er... Ok," I answered as Dr Smith came through the curtains that still surrounded my bed.
"When can I go home?" I asked as soon as I saw him.
"I'll just change this bandage," he said, ignorijng my question and reffering to the burn on my right leg just above my ankle (did I forget to mention it? Sorry! ).
"Well? When can I go home?"
"O sorry. We just need you to stay in one more night."
"So I can go home tomorrow?" I asked smiling.
"Yes you can go home tomorrow," Dr Smith smiled back, he finished changing my bandage and left.
"We didn't know you had a cut on your leg!" Ceri said when Dr Smith dissapered.
"Ye, I forgot, sorry! So how're Rach and Simone?"
Claire and Ceri left about an hour and a half later. They promised to call to see if I was going to my parents house or the apartement we share.
"These were left for you at reception," Dr Smith said handing me a boquet of the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen.
As Dr Smith left (after getting me a vase filled with water to put the flowers in) I raed the card attached to the shiny red paper that covered the flowers. Only one word was written on the snow white card, that one word told me who had sent the flowers: sorry.
I turned back and saw the thick black smoke flowing out of any opening in the Apollo.
"Claire!" Came Ceri's voice, I turned round to face her, she looked worried, I'd never seen her so worried before.
"What? What's wrong?" My chest was hurting because of my asthma but with 18 years of it I was used to it by now.
"Sam and Backi, I don't think they got out."
We started to panic, Sam and Becki were our best mates after all.
"We'll help," came to strangely familiar voices.
We spun round and came face to face with Gerard Way and Frank Iero.
"What?" Ceri asked as if she didn't believe them.
"We're going to help you," Frank replied.
* End of flashback *
By the time they had left they had explained everything. From the first time they realised me and Becki were missing to when Frank carried me and Gerard carried Becki out.
Before they left they promised to visit the same time tomorrow.
I fell asleep within minutes of Ceri and Claire's departure, my dreams were filled with thick black smoke, colourful fires and knights in shining armour.
I don't know what time it was when I woke up, all I knew was that I was feeling better. It felt like I had a huge weight lifted off my chest (litrelly! ) and I wasn't coughing as much, well I wasn't coughing at all.
My mum was sitting in the same battered grey chair as the day before, she was reading a magazine. As I looked closer I saw it was Kerrang!.
"Hey you! Stealing my mag!" I joked.
"Hiya Sam! Didn't know you were awake!"
"When are Cez and Claire coming?" I asked sitting up.
"In about 5 minutes," Mum answered glancing down at her watch. "You sound better!"
"I FEEL better!" I smiled "Have you heard anything about Becki?"
"Sorry Sam I havn't," Mum said shaking her head.
"You got new K?" Claire asked a couple of minutes into her and Ceri's visit.
"Ye," I smiled "So, what have you been doing?"
"What we usually do! Hanging round, going to work, meeting up with MCR..." Ceri smirked.
"Oh are you now?" I asked mockingly.
"They wanna come see you but... Well... They think you blame them," Claire said.
"They what?!" I asked, not believing that she was serious. "Why would I blame them? They didn't start the fire!"
"Ye well... Anyway, Rach and Simone are asking after you," Ceri said quickly changing the subject to our two other friends, Rachel Trotman and Simone Chambers (same last name as me I know! We aren't related though).
"Bet Simone wishes she was there!" I joked, Simone kinda likes fire. "Have you guys seen Bex?"
"Yea, she's fine, kinda like you were yesterday," Ceri reassured me.
"She's kinda back to normal, the odd blonde comment here and there," Claire laughed (* authors note: The real Becki is gunna kill me for putting that! Sorry Bex! ).
"Er... Ok," I answered as Dr Smith came through the curtains that still surrounded my bed.
"When can I go home?" I asked as soon as I saw him.
"I'll just change this bandage," he said, ignorijng my question and reffering to the burn on my right leg just above my ankle (did I forget to mention it? Sorry! ).
"Well? When can I go home?"
"O sorry. We just need you to stay in one more night."
"So I can go home tomorrow?" I asked smiling.
"Yes you can go home tomorrow," Dr Smith smiled back, he finished changing my bandage and left.
"We didn't know you had a cut on your leg!" Ceri said when Dr Smith dissapered.
"Ye, I forgot, sorry! So how're Rach and Simone?"
Claire and Ceri left about an hour and a half later. They promised to call to see if I was going to my parents house or the apartement we share.
"These were left for you at reception," Dr Smith said handing me a boquet of the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen.
As Dr Smith left (after getting me a vase filled with water to put the flowers in) I raed the card attached to the shiny red paper that covered the flowers. Only one word was written on the snow white card, that one word told me who had sent the flowers: sorry.
