CHAD POV

There was no point. I schmoozed for movie deals but that didn't work so I boozed. I was just so depressed that I couldn't take it any longer. Sonny hated me still, the man who beat me as a child was now my partner in crime. I didn't want to live any more. I took a bottle of vodka and went into the maze before beginning to drink and smoke a lot of weed, cocaine and cigarettes. I found myself feeling very woozy and before I knew it, the bushes were on fire and everything went black

SONNY POV

I had stuck by Rick most of the night and I was slightly worried that I hadn't seen Chad. Sudden;y a high pitched voice cried out "FIRE!" and we were all escorted out the premises and that's when I noticed that Chad wasn't with us. 'Rick, did you see Chad come out?' I asked and he shook his head and suddenly I noticed a fireman talk to one o the police men who were hoarding us back.

'We have an IC1 male located in the middle of the fire – call an ambulance please.' I heard him murmur and I knew it was Chad.

'Oh God!' I cried into Rick's shirt and he held me tight and I heard the wail of the ambulances siren and everyone watched in horror as the fire brigade began to put out the fire and the paramedics came out with Chad's body on a stretched. I broke free of Rick and ran towards Chad.

'Please let me go with him!' I begged and the paramedic nodded and let me climb into the ambulance. Before the doors shut, Rick nodded and ran to his car. I watched the Paramedics put Chad on life support and when we arrived at the hospital, I felt like crying as he was whisked away. Rick appeared 5 minutes later and we were sent to wait in the waiting room.

'Oh Rick.' I whispered and he cradled me in his arms. 'Chad may be an old flame of mine, but he's still one of my best friends.'

'I know babe, I know.' He whispered comfortingly in my ear. After another hour or two of waiting, Rick had fallen asleep, but I was too nervous to fall asleep and that's when I realised that if I was just a friend to Chad, I would have fallen asleep but knowing that I might never see him again made me hurt inside and I knew that I was not over him. Suddenly a doctor in his mid 40s came out.

'Chad Dylan Cooper?' He called out and, careful not to wake Rick, I slipped out of his grasp and walk over.

'Here sir.'

'Hello Miss Munroe – my granddaughters watch your old programme a lot nowadays,' he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the edges and I smiled back

'Yes, So Random was a great show.'

'Well, Chad has just come out from surgery and we believe that he tried to overdose. A lot of alcohol was found in his bloodstream alongside nicotine, cocaine and cannabis.' He said gravely and I gasped. 'Medical Records suggest that he was in a fire a few years prior to this, am I correct?'

'Um yes, his larynx was damaged slightly.' I gulped so my voice sounded weird as I spoke through my silent tears too. How could I have not seen this coming? Chad was acting strange after our break up. He was off the radar for 3 years, he looked sickly at the premier and I knew something was wrong at the afterparty!

'Well when in that fire, not only his larynx was damaged but his alveoli were. According to his file, his lungs were damaged as he had helped everyone else out of the building and was trapped in there and passed out due to smoke inhalation. He was lucky then, so I can't lie to you Miss Munroe. You might want to prepare yourself.'