A/N: Off Topic- Thanks to CazB for the "Why Should I care" and Mayhem in Stockton" reviews. Strong Language. Adult scenes. Borrowed some lines and scenes, from the show.
A/N: Amy Dyer can't get sick, or paralyzed, or die, I love her too much!
A/N: Phillip isn't good enough for Amy, but he should ask her out. Paying a PDS Hooker to be Amy is sadder than asking Amy out, and getting rejected.
A lie is only a fantasy drowned in truth. Sitting by that bonfire, Simon lied to Kieren, but it was for his own good. Simon's stay in America lasted more than a week. The Stardust he talked about had faded on the first day.
He'd vacationed there as a human. He'd gone back to the states as a PDS sufferer. Simon couldn't think about the things he was made to do back then. All the people he had hurt, he pushed it to the back of his mind. He tried to appear as an adventurer, as Risk-taker. He was sure Kieren Walker would like that.
"I have no-one here" Kieren told him. Kieren didn't know why he'd said that. He'd only known Simon for Five seconds. He was prepared to pay Simon and his "Disciples" to get him out of the Country. Now Simon had refused. The panic gripped him. Kieren would have cried, if he hadn't have felt so numb.
When Kieren said "No-one" he really meant "nothing" Of course he had people who cared about him. Kieren had his friends. His family and now this "Simon" But that wasn't enough. He finally had the courage to do what his "living" self couldn't. Kieren Walker could finally walk out of Roarton with a clean conscience. But that Weird MP Maxine, wouldn't let him.
"You have people around you Kieren. You have you're family Kieren, your friends, Amy, and Me" Simon said. At first Kieren thought that Simon was taking the piss. That is until he put his hand on Kieren's. Kieren grew hotter. He wasn't sure if it was because of his meds, or because of the fire. Could it be because of Simon? Ever since Rick, Kieren hadn't thought about anything like this.
He thought that he'd be cheating on Rick. If Kieren even thought about another lad he'd seen around the village, he'd instantly feel guilty. Anyway, Simon was off limits. Amy was obsessed with Simon. Kieren couldn't think about it. He tried to look away from Simon, but he was enjoying the warmth of Simon's hand against his own.
"I should go" Kieren said. Simon removed his hand. Kieren got up. He thought about going into the woods to say Goodbye to Amy, but he thought better of it. He went home. Jem was out. His parents were in bed. Kieren went to the fridge. He pulled out a can of "Red Bull" and put it on the table. Would caffeine work on a PDS sufferer?
He had to find out, he opened the can and sipped a tiny bit. He then gulped some more. He put the can back in the fridge. He went to his room and got on his Lap-Top. His Dad had bought it for him. When he got to France, they were going to Skype each other. He went on the Undead Prophet's website and tried to find pictures of Simon, but there were none.
Should he have found that suspicious?
Kieren didn't know. The Red Bull wasn't working, as Kieren became groggy. He leaned back and closed his eyes. His brain took him back to the PDS volunteer Team. His first day of community service. To Simon's smiles, Simon Stories, Simon's scars. Kieren could not get a crush on Simon. It would ruin everything.
He got a heroes welcome, the last time. This time would be different. Janet would make sure of it. Bill had gone into complete denial at first. One minute he was ranting about the Second Uprising, the next, he'd be quiet for days.
Janet Macy woke up one morning and her husband, Bill Macy had gone. He'd disappeared into thin air. No notes, No calls, No Texts, Nothing. Janet thought that Bill couldn't live with the guilt.
What he did to Rick was…but in time Janet forgave him. They had the funeral and moved on. Well…they tried to. But the couple would put on a united front in public. But in private, they couldn't mention their Son's name without arguing. Before long Bill was bringing HVF lad Gaz around for Breakfast, Tea and dinner, and Janet had had enough.
"Bill You can't replace our Rick, not with Gaz, not with anyone" Janet would say.
"Don't worry love. When Our real Rick comes back, Gaz will gone" Bill would say back. But now, both Janet's Husband and Son were gone. She thought about selling the house. There was no point keeping a place this big, just for herself. She'd rung up the Estate Agents. They'd set up a meeting at Six O' Clock in the morning. Janet got a knock at Five Thirty.
She tossed and turned in her empty bed until she willed herself to get up.
"Bloody Hell you're Early" She whispered to herself. She pulled on her dressing gown. She went downstairs and opened the door.
It was Sandra. The PDS nurse.
"Hiya Janet can I come in?" Sandra asked in a hushed whisper. Janet could feel the bad news coming. She'd handle it better than the last time.
"Sandra…it's Bill…isn't it?" She asked.
"Janet, I could murder a cup of tea" Sandra said hoping they wouldn't talk about this outside.
"Sandra stop. I can handle it. Just give me a time. I'll pick Bill up from your clinic" She said impatiently.
"Janet….this isn't about Bill. It's about Rick love" Sandra said. She made her way through the door and leaned against the hallway. Janet didn't close the door. She didn't see Teenager Jem Walker walking up the road with a cheap bottle of Cider in her hands.
"Sandra. It's okay I don't need therapy for Rick. It was nice of you to offer though" Janet said opening the door wider.
"It's not about therapy Janet. You see. There's been a development. You know, you had Rick's funeral a while back?" Sandra asked. Janet stared at her. Like she was trying to read her mind. Sandra, had her Phillip.
She had no idea what it was like to lose her only son. Every time Janet heard Rick's name, it stung her throat, and made her mouth go as dry as Afghanistan Sand.
"What about my Rick's funeral?" Janet asked.
"Well Janet. When you had the funeral service...Your Rick wasn't in the coffin" Sandra confessed.