Outside the police station 02:05
Cook watched from the side of the road as the police gathered around his body. He knew he was dead. He heard a slight laugh and a giggle. He turned around and broke into the biggest grin of his … err … Afterlife. Walking across the grass field towards him were the eight of them. All of them.
Thomas and Pandora were holding hands. Effy and Freddie were side by side. Katie was strutting the butt she no longer had. Emily and Naomi looked like they couldn't get any closer and JJ looked calmer than he had ever looked in life.
And that wasn't the only thing he noticed. All the scars they had gotten in life had disappeared in death. He looked down at his chest and saw no bullet wounds.
They stopped and waved him over. He walked the rest of the distance wondering what they were talking about. As soon as he reached them he was hugged by JJ, Naomi and Effy all at once. Then Freddie pulled him into one, and ten the twins. Panda even gave him a hug.
Cook looked at Thomas with guilt in his eyes. He really was sorry for all he had done. Thomas grasped his hand in friendship and peace.
"Welcome to paradise my friend." And he pulled cook into a hug. Cook was thrilled because, really, it was paradise to be with your friends. They were all there together. Screw ups in life and equals in death.
They sat down and reminisced. They wondered about what they would miss the most and what they missed the least. The sun was low in the sky when cook looked up with fear in his eyes.
"So what now." They all looked at each other, they knew what he meant. They had been thinking about it too, but had been avoiding the question, afraid of the answer. For now they were content sitting with each other, watching the busy Bristol day end without them.
and that's the end feel free to review now, i can handle constructive critism. please don't start bashing my story if you don't like it. don't like it don't read it simple as. hope you enjoyed it.