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Summary: What if Luke had gone looking for Meg during the riots? Luke/Meg couple and Meg/Sam friendship - Story begins after the riots have started.
Meg looked up at Sam. They were trapped.
"What's going to happen now?" She asked, trying to hide her fear.
"I don't know...I just...I don't know." Sam replied. "It is getting harder and harder for me to just sit here and do nothing though. I mean, look at it out there. It's getting worse every minute, and all we can do is sit and wait for somebody to either trash the store and find us here, or someone to come help us." Meg nodded her agreement. It was getting really bad out there, if the noises were anything to judge by. She and Sam were in the back of the store, as far away as possible from the windows. It was tempting to look outside ad see what was going on, but Meg knew that if any of the people out there saw a her, a defenseless white girl, she could be in a great deal of danger. She fought to hold back her tears as she watched the news on one of the televisions. It didn't seem real. That all of the violence she was seeing on the screen, all of the fire and destruction, was actually happening just outside the door. Sam touched her shoulder.
"We'll get out of here eventually. Your uncle should get here soon." He said.
"He has to get here soon." Meg told him. "We can't stay here much longer. It's only a matter of time before.." She was cut off by the sound of the glass in the door shattering. She shrieked and heard Sam curse beside her.
"C'mon Meg. We have to get out of here." He grabbed her arm, and they ran from their hiding place to the back entrance to the store. Sam heard yells behind him. The looters had spotted them. He opened the door and pushed Meg through before following and closing the door behind them. They ran out into the darkness of the alleyway.
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Luke hung up the phone at the Vinyl Crocodile. It had been Meg's mother on the phone. Meg was missing. She was out there somewhere, hopefully away from North Philly. Suddenly it occurred to him.
"Damnit!" He said under his breath. He ran into the back office and told the owner that he had to leave immediately. Without waiting for a response he ran back into the store and into the street. He ignored the shouts from the owner telling him that it wasn't safe, that he needed to stay inside. Meg was out there. She wasn't safe. Her mother had told him that Meg had gone to talk to Sam, to give him something. Luke knew that Sam had been spending a lot of time at the new store, and he knew that Meg knew that too. Somebody had to go help them, go get them out of there.
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Meg and Sam ran as fast as they could away from the store, staying in the shadows and hoping that nobody would notice them in all the commotion. Finally they stopped, and leaned against the brick wall of a building.
"Sam, how are we going to get out of here? If I they see me...some of them might.."
"Some of them would be angry enough to hurt you." Sam finished for her. "They would hurt you cause you're white." Meg nodded.
"I'm scared Sam."
"Me too Meg. But I won't let anything happen to you. You're my friend, one of my best friends. You've never treated my differently or badly because of my skin. Even when I treated you badly because of yours. I won't let them hurt you." Meg smiled at him, but they both jumped when they heard gunshots. They both ducked to the ground, and watched as people ran around, yelling, burning, beating. They watched as stores were ripped apart, burned to the ground. They watched as people hit each other with fists and pipes and bottles. They watched as the world came down around them.
To be continued.
Thanks for reading.
Summary: What if Luke had gone looking for Meg during the riots? Luke/Meg couple and Meg/Sam friendship - Story begins after the riots have started.
Meg looked up at Sam. They were trapped.
"What's going to happen now?" She asked, trying to hide her fear.
"I don't know...I just...I don't know." Sam replied. "It is getting harder and harder for me to just sit here and do nothing though. I mean, look at it out there. It's getting worse every minute, and all we can do is sit and wait for somebody to either trash the store and find us here, or someone to come help us." Meg nodded her agreement. It was getting really bad out there, if the noises were anything to judge by. She and Sam were in the back of the store, as far away as possible from the windows. It was tempting to look outside ad see what was going on, but Meg knew that if any of the people out there saw a her, a defenseless white girl, she could be in a great deal of danger. She fought to hold back her tears as she watched the news on one of the televisions. It didn't seem real. That all of the violence she was seeing on the screen, all of the fire and destruction, was actually happening just outside the door. Sam touched her shoulder.
"We'll get out of here eventually. Your uncle should get here soon." He said.
"He has to get here soon." Meg told him. "We can't stay here much longer. It's only a matter of time before.." She was cut off by the sound of the glass in the door shattering. She shrieked and heard Sam curse beside her.
"C'mon Meg. We have to get out of here." He grabbed her arm, and they ran from their hiding place to the back entrance to the store. Sam heard yells behind him. The looters had spotted them. He opened the door and pushed Meg through before following and closing the door behind them. They ran out into the darkness of the alleyway.
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Luke hung up the phone at the Vinyl Crocodile. It had been Meg's mother on the phone. Meg was missing. She was out there somewhere, hopefully away from North Philly. Suddenly it occurred to him.
"Damnit!" He said under his breath. He ran into the back office and told the owner that he had to leave immediately. Without waiting for a response he ran back into the store and into the street. He ignored the shouts from the owner telling him that it wasn't safe, that he needed to stay inside. Meg was out there. She wasn't safe. Her mother had told him that Meg had gone to talk to Sam, to give him something. Luke knew that Sam had been spending a lot of time at the new store, and he knew that Meg knew that too. Somebody had to go help them, go get them out of there.
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Meg and Sam ran as fast as they could away from the store, staying in the shadows and hoping that nobody would notice them in all the commotion. Finally they stopped, and leaned against the brick wall of a building.
"Sam, how are we going to get out of here? If I they see me...some of them might.."
"Some of them would be angry enough to hurt you." Sam finished for her. "They would hurt you cause you're white." Meg nodded.
"I'm scared Sam."
"Me too Meg. But I won't let anything happen to you. You're my friend, one of my best friends. You've never treated my differently or badly because of my skin. Even when I treated you badly because of yours. I won't let them hurt you." Meg smiled at him, but they both jumped when they heard gunshots. They both ducked to the ground, and watched as people ran around, yelling, burning, beating. They watched as stores were ripped apart, burned to the ground. They watched as people hit each other with fists and pipes and bottles. They watched as the world came down around them.
To be continued.
Thanks for reading.