Fractured

Chapter 20

It's been a few days since I've been staying at Emily's house. After I told them what happened Darren was just quiet but Emma was sobbing and Quinton was seething. Tonight the three of them are coming here. I haven't thought about everything so far that much. I threw up once more at Emily's house and she thought I was pregnant and forced me to take a pregnancy test. It came back as negative.

My phone was and still is blowing up with text messages from Rowan.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

You know I love you.

Don't do this.

Think about us and how much I love you.

Is this because of Quinton? Did he say something?

Babe, don't be toxic. Come home.

You're making me worry, you're my world.

I thought you loved me.

It's you and me baby against everyone, their word against ours.

You know what you're being..

I'll wait for you

11 texts. 11 texts that make my body shake.

It's been two hours since I've been watching tv with Emily. I look at her and ask her to turn on the News.

"The airlines are trying to call in the pilots, but unfortunately all that's coming in is static." The reporter says. Emily and I switch glances, curious at what's going on.

"The plane is supposed to land in Italy but didn't reach there yet, according to the airport there the plane was supposed to land an hour ago. Families are worried for their families on the plane and the pilots themselves and flight attendants. 450 people are on the plane and members of the family aren't trying to get in contact. Right now everyone is doing what they can to help," after a few minutes of listening to what's going on from her headphones and her furrowing her eyebrows she continues to speak.

"The plane was spotted near the Connecticut River, and the people are trying to get out of the airplane as quickly and safely as possible before it crashes."

I gulp and stand up speaking to Emily "I don't know what plane theirs was. What if that's their plane? I have to call them?"

"Don't worry, just pray it isn't. Hopefully it isn't, there's so many other flights coming to Italy." she says.

The phone rings and he doesn't pick up. I call Emily praying she'll pick up but she doesn't. Darren doesn't pick up either. There were a few knocks on the door and right now my heart is beating like crazy praying that it's them.

Ajax. It's Ajax. "Did you guys hear about the plane crashing?" he says.

"It crashed?" I asked, panic stretched all over my face.

"Yeah, it just crashed right now. Half of the people got on those floatable rafts but the rest of them didn't make it. Something got jammed in the motors of the airplanes, it was no one's fault. I just pray that those people and their families are okay." After speaking, Ajax notices the silence and looks around.

"Are you girls okay? I mean I know this is devastating but still you're worrying me." he says sitting on the couch pulling Emily close to him.

"They didn't pick up my phone calls. None of them. They were supposed to come today. What if that was them? There's not really much of a way for us to find out too because we don't know what flight they took."

"Nothing? You don't know the airlines or the airplane itself?" he asks. I nod my head no.

My heart is breaking in complete agony that it's them.

"It's all my fault, I told them I needed them because I'm weak. They took those flights because of me, for me. Their death is on me. They died because of me. I never told them what I needed to tell them. I never got to tell them that they're my whole world. That I'm in love with Quinton and the biggest mistake I made was leaving him. I'm so stupid. Everything was a mistake. I'm a mistake." I whisper to myself sliding down the wall clutching my head.

Emily gets off the couch immediately as I said that and sits behind me pulling me in close as she rocks us back and forth.

"No, no, don't you dare say that. You're not a mistake. We're all so blessed to have you in our lives. It's not your fault, please don't say that it is. And we don't know if they died. We don't know if that was their flight or not. You're not stupid, you're the exact opposite." she says to me.

Ajax gets up from the couch "We have to still try. I'm going to find out. I'll try, okay? It can't be them. There's so many more flights that also come here at the same time. Breathe, okay? Everything will be okay."  He goes into the kitchen calling a few on his phone. I guess seeing if they could find out. I get up and pull Emily with me leading us to the couch. Leaning my head on her chest I change the News hoping to get more information.

If it is them, I'll never forgive myself. It should've been me. Suddenly a yawn takes over and before I know it I fall asleep on Emily's shoulder.

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Emily shakes me awake. I jolted almost falling off the couch. "Are they here? Did they make it? Was it not them? Are they okay?"

She smiles sympathetically and says softly "I made dinner for all of us. It's your favorite ramen.".

"Oh okay." I say.

While I'm blowing at my noodles the doorbell rings. I look up and offer to open the door. My breath gets caught up in my throat as I see whos' at the door. My whole body relaxes in relief. My mind is grieving in devastation for those people who lost their life and for the families and friends that lost the people that are important to them but melting in relief. My body feels like liquid seeing them on the doorstep. The first person that's in front of me is Quinton and I pull him in the tightest hug making both of us wince.

I start sobbing in his shirt never wanting to let go of the tight grip I have on this shirt.

"Malia?" Emily asks from inside. They both walk out of the living room their eyes widening in relief at seeing the three of them. "We thought you died." Ajax says to Darren. 

"Maybe I did but I just came back as a ghost." Darren says as I hug him.

I hug Emma and she backs away putting her hands on my face wiping my tears as her own tears form. "You don't know how glad I am to finally see you. I love you so much." she says.

A/N: Okay but who else thought they died in the plane crash? I'm so weak I was crying again. Someone help me. No one make fun of how much she sleeps okay? There's nothing wrong with sleeping I do it all the time-. Stay safe, ily. <3