Muscially Engaged. (Tommy Joe Ratliff FanFic)

Chapter 14 (Part 2)| Wreck Me.

Tommy's POV:

I was super worried when Charley didn't text me back. I blew up her phone and she never replied. I figured she fell asleep, but I'm pretty sure she's scared of heights and who trusts going to sleep on a plane.

Adam had been cuddling with me all day, listening to mine and Charley's texts while watching The Notebook and The Vow.

"Babe, you look a hot mess." He said, rubbing my tear filled face.

"Is this what it feels like to be a girl? You feel all these emotions." I complained. I checked my phone again, nothing. I decided to just leave her alone.

—4 Hours Later—

She should be getting off the plane soon, thank god. She still hasn't texted me, but I'm expecting her to soon. Adam turned on the TV and turned on the news. There was a picture of a giant white thing, that had crashed into a building. I gasped after reading the subtitle.

Californian Airline Plane Crashed Into Concord Shopping Mall.

0 survivors found yet.

Adam looked at me, I burst out into tears. She was gone. She was dead. The love of my life, was dead.

Charley's POV:

I hurt. All over. Everywhere hurts. I use all my strength to open my eyes. I see nothing but rubble and blood. I look down at my stomach, filled with glass and blood. I look over and see Alana, sitting there. It was complete silence, which only made things worse.

I unhooked my seat belt and tried to stand, only to be falling over on my face. I used my muscles to pick myself back up. Alana was still out. I unhooked her seat belt and touched her throat. She had a pulse. It was faint but there.

I grabbed her over my shoulder and started walking down the aisle, trying not to look at the people, laying dead to my side. I heard a baby crying. I turned around and saw it.

It was screaming, but it looked perfectly fine. I then see, it's mother laying gently beside it, with a piece of glass sunk into her skull. The sight makes me sick and I sit Alana down, before emptying my stomach onto the blue carpeted floor. I then pick up Alana again and walk back to the baby. I pick her up too. I hear the faint signs of sirens and then suddenly, smell the fire.

I was surprised when the fire started burning right before my eyes. I ran, barely being able to stand. I banged on the door, but it wouldn't open. The flames drew closer, filling my nose with fumes. I hold my breath. I kick the door and scream, only causing the baby to scream too.

Suddenly, the door opens and I fall to the ground. I'm crying and holding Alana tightly. A fireman and police officer took the baby from me and Alana. I stayed sitting there for a moment, thinking about what I just did. There's definitely a way that Tommy saw what just happened. And he thinks I'm dead.

A paramedic helps me stand before lifting my shirt and revealing the glass and blood. It made me vomit onto the ground. I wiped my mouth and walked to the ambulance. I climbed in and laid on the gurney, before they closed the doors and started to drive away.

"She's losing too much blood. I've got to get this glass out of her, now." the woman said, looking at her assistant.

"Where's Tommy?" I asked, looking at the paramedic woman.

"Who's Tommy dear?"

"He's a friend of mine. Where is he?" I began crying, causing my stomach to fill with pain.

"I don't know honey," She said, putting a mask on my face, causing my entire body to calm itself and gently fall asleep.