A/N: Hi! Hope you all liked last chapter, this one is ore like a filler kind of thing, sorry about that, but more things will happen in the next ones. Thanks to everyone that reviewed, it means a lot to me. Enjoy :)
19th August, 2003, 11:12pm
Danny hugged his knees against his chest as he sobbed, all curled up in the chair of the waiting room in the hospital. His head was buried in Harry's chest, who was also crying and offering his tighs as a pillow for a sleeping Dougie.
Fletch had told Lori to go home, and she did, although reluntantly. She had created some kind of bond with the boys over the few days she had been with them.
But when the manager asked Danny, Dougie and Harry to do the same, telling them he would stay the night in the hospital and call them when when he had news about Tom's state, but they refused and insisted to stay. The waiting room was not very full, and some nurses passing by glared them with pity, bringing some blankets and pillows for the three boys.
Fletch came back to the chair next to Danny, who immediately looked up at him with red eyes. The manager shook his head, and sighed.
'No news yet, boys. They won't tell us anything either, they can only inform family members.'
'Can-can't we pretend we are t-their cousins or something?' Harry asked, not even caring about wiping his face anymore, his whole body shaking.
'I don't really know, Harry. He got here thirty minutes ago, they probably don't have much to say yet.'
'But-but, but he'll be o-okay, right?' Danny cried. 'He's, he's got to be okay... Tom...no...' The boy buried his head in his knees once again and sobbed harder.
'Should we call his parents?' Harry asked, occasionally glancing at Dougie. Danny shook his head, looking up at him.
'They're on holiday now.' He said. 'And I don't have their numbers.' Fletch nodded.
'We'll see how his conditions turns out to be and we manage to call them if necessary.'
'We should call Giovanna though.' Danny stated, already trying to think of ways to calm her down when they talked to her.
'Could you do that, Danny? It would be good for him...' Danny nodded and picked up his phone, hoping for the best.
19th August, 2003, 10:31pm
Tom tried to ignore the terrified screams of the girl, since he could do nothing, and got out of the kitchen, making his way to a slightly familiar stairway. He climbed the stairs, watching as thevgrey smoke filled each division, and stopped when he reached the first floor. The screams in the kitchen had died down, as the girl had probably sufocated or been burnt to death.
'Get me out of here! Please, someone help me!' Soon another voice filled the air, sounding a little bit more panicked than the previous one, and seemed to come from one of the rooms on the first floor.
'Heeelp, please, please!'
Tom followed the voice, as it seemed to get more and more desperate. He got in one room and looked around.
Only the smoke had reached the division, the fire had not invaded it yet. It was definitely a room that belonged to a girl. The bed clothing was all light pink with white pillows, and there were some porcelain dolls piled up in a corner.
By now, the screams had stopped, and Tom could only hear muffled sobs. In the bedside table, Tom recognised the family portrait he had seen in the black book. The girl in the kitchen was Rose Catchpole, Lilith's sister.
So the desperate screams coming from the walk in wardrobe (that Tom knew to be existent) were from Lilith herself.
19th August, 2003, 10:25pm
'Mr Fletcher!'
'Lori, I have to go help them out!' He snapped back. 'Tom might be seriously injured!' The manager was going to run to where Tom was, but Lori's hand grabbed his arm.
'They'll know what to do. He needs an ambulance, and there is nothing we can do for now unless calling one, which they will do.'
'But Lori, you have to let me-'
'This ghost isn't dead yet.' She said in a determined voice. 'And Mr Fletch, I'm sure you prefer an injured musician to four dead ones. So, please, help me burn these ashes and we'll throw them to the river after that.'
19th August, 2003, 11:27pm
'Oh my God, is he okay? Tell me Tom's okay!' Giovanna arrived to the hospital about twenty minutes after Danny called her, and immediately found thecthree boys and the manager slumped in the chairs in the middle of the waiting room.
Harry shook his head.
'They won't tell us anything. We honestly have no idea how he is.'
Giovanna's lips turned to a tight line as she sat next to Danny, who had fallen asleep, trying to hold the tears in.
'Harry?' She called in a soft voice. He looked at her.
'Yeah?'
'Could you explain how did this all happen?' Her tone was strained now. after about two months of dealing with Tom having a distant, weird behaviour, she was sure something out of the ordinary was up. Harry sighed.
'It's a long story, Giovanna.' Fletch warned her, with a sympathetic half smile. She shrugged.
'Well, it's not like I have something more important to do anyway, is it?'
Galaxy-Defending-Hopeful: Well, you'll have to see about that later! I've already decided what to do with Tom, it will be on one of the next chapters. Thanks for reviewing :D
deeplyinloves: Yess! Stories get interesting when characters are in danger, so... And everything that is happening to Tom in the house in flames will be clearer next chapter, okay? Thanks for your review and enjoy this chapter :)
