Crash! What Are The Odds Of That?

Chapter 4

Sophie's Point Of View

I awoke to three crying men and two fake frowning girls.

I whispered to Joey, "So... What exactly happened?"

"Well... Three people died."

"Three... Oh." I processed that quickly, putting the pieces together.

So Gerard Way is single now. And he is sitting right next to me. And he might just like me.    With the giant smile that immediately filled my face I felt like a creeper. I was having a joyful spazing attack... Because someone is dead.

Gerard turned to me.

At first he smiled, "Oh, Sophie, you are..."As soon as he saw my ridiculous grin he frowned in confusion, "Why are smiling like that?"

"Oh! Well, uh," I look around the room quickly and noticed the television was now on, "Someone turned on the TV and I adore this show. It's my favorite show and I have never seen this episode."

Gerard looked even more confused, "Oh, I like Blue's Clues too, I guess..."

Oh god, I'm stupid. But who the heck would turn on Blues Clue...

I looked over to see Tessa and Frank shouting at the screen, "Mailbox! It's mail time!"

Those two overgrown children just put me in an awkward situation.

"Oh! I thought it was CSI Miami. That show has dead people." I told him, but immediately regretted it.

What was wrong with me? I tried to think of a popular show that he did not watch because I did not want him asking questions about it. Oh yeah, I thought that Blue's Clues was actually a show about dead people. Now he is going to think I'm psycho.

"Ah. Did you mistake Blue, the puppy, as a dead human body? Mabye you should go back to sleep. You obviously aren't processing things clearly."

"No, really, I'm okay! Trust me!" I told him, but it was too late. He had already called a nurse to give me more sleep medicine.

"I'm not o-o-okay." He began to sing to me gently and I realized my choice of words probably sent the wrong message. I knew there was a reason those words popped into my head, they were lyrics from My Chemical Romance's song, I'm Not Okay (I Promise)...

And once again I was sent back into the black oblivion because of Gerard. With I'm Not Okay (I promise) being sung in the background again, I was beginning to dislike the song.

Joey's Point Of View

I stifled my laughter as Sophie told Gerard that she was basically obsessed with Blue's Clues. She sure was falling hard for him, her thoughts must be clouded with love.

 My attention was directed back to Mikey as he burst into uncontrollable sobs once again.

I turned to Mikey and grabbed his hand, "It's okay Mikey. I'm so sorry. I'm sure she was a wonderful woman."

He looked at me and whispered softly, "She really was, she did not deserve to d-d-die!"

"It's okay Mikey. You still have Gerard. Also Frank and Ray. Your fans will be here for you, including me and my friends."

"Thank you, Joey. It... It means a lot."

As he gripped my hand tightly, smiling weakly at me, I could not help, but crack a smile. He was holding my hand!

Tessa's Point Of View

Frank and I were watching Blues Clues. I saw Sophie staring at us like we were mental, but really, it is her loss. The show brought back memories of when I was a child, happy thoughts in such a depressing place.

That made me think of something, "Um, Frankie? Aren't people missing us?"

He frowned, "Well my wife thinks..." He paled, remembering, and his voice grew weaker before he continued, "The tour was put on hold. The fans get it."

I frowned again, "I really should be telling my family and friends where I am... All I have been doing is sitting in a hospital bed, relaxing all day. I need to work on something..."

My never idle obsession was kicking in and I was starting to feel stressed that I was not being productive. It was a wierd, yet annoying family trait.

Frank stared at me like I was crazy. Perhaps I was?

"Look, hospitals always tell the patients close relatives, it's fine." He whistled, "Workaholic..."

I gazed at him dizzily as he talked. My stomach fluttered when he did his trademark smirk at the end. I don't know what magic Frank has, but he somehow made my stress vanish, I felt fine and I think I wanted to relax for once.

I smiled, "Well, I guess I am being productive. I am healing."

He grinned right back at me.

Suddenly, I was filled with pure joy, it was indescribable. Sort of like floating through the clouds or riding a roller coaster. Whoa, had somebody amped up my hospital drugs or something? My stomach was no longer hurting, instead it felt like I had butterflies in it, the good kind. I jumped up on my hospital bed, not even noticing the IV cord being ripped off.

Even as the other band members stared at me in shock I still felt giddy as I peered down at Frank from the doctors table I had somehow found myself standing on.

Then it hit me. I was falling in love.

Well, at least I thought I was.