Right Place, Right Time

Chapter One

*Shannon's flashback*

Shannon came back home earlier than usual after a tiring day at work. She kicked of her shoes and yawned loudly. The house was quiet until she heard laughing, a woman's laugh. Shannon assumed it was her boyfriend watching a children's program with their three year old daughter Savannah upstairs in their room. She slowly made her way upstairs due to the exhaustion that overcame her. The woman's high pitched laughter got louder as Shannon walked closer and closer to her room. She reached for the door handle and pulled it down and pushed the door open, the laughter stopped. The laughter wasn't coming from the TV, but from a half-naked woman in her bed with her boyfriend. "Shannon...it's not what it looks like..." Her boyfriend spoke. She felt angry and confused. She shook her head. "Really? So you're telling me this is not you cheating on me with a 18 year old whore in our bed then?" She yelled. The whore looked offended and gasped before saying with a confused tone "Wait. You said you were single?" Her boyfriend shook his head and Shannon felt more angry than before. "Is that right? Wow. Didn't he tell you he was a Father to? That reminds me, where is our THREE year old daughter by the way?" Shannon shouted. Her guilty boyfriend pointed to the walk in wardrobe where sobs could be heard. Shocked, Shannon opened it to reveal Savannah tied up in the there crying. Shannon let her go and held her weak daughter in her arms. "YOU TIED UP OUR THREE YEAR OLD DAUGHTER?" Shannon screamed. The whore laughed. Her boyfriend nodded while laughing himself. "She wouldn't fucking shut up, asking me why I was kissing Cindy instead of Mummy, she kept annoying me I was close to murdering the little brat." Her boyfriend replied slyly. Savannah ran into her room leaving Shannon alone with her boyfriend and 'Cindy' once more. Shannon felt the anger build up inside her, she stormed over to 'Cindy', grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the ground. "STUPID BITCH." Her boyfriend then grabbed her from behind roughly and hit her round the head so she fell to the ground. "I NEVER LOVED YOU, I'M FUCKING LEAVING YOU, BITCH, HOPE YOU AND THE LITTLE BRAT ROT IN HELL!" He bellowed in her face as he hit her harshly. Next thing they knew the police and paramedics burst into the bedroom to arrest him and to treat Shannon. Savannah clevly called them to help. After everything was sorted Shannon and Savannah went to live with her actor brother James Franco for a year.

Shannon woke up crying and her now 7 year old daughter was holding her hands. "Bad dream again Mum?" Savannah asked sadly. Shannon nodded before getting up and getting ready for work. 32 year old Shannon Franco worked as a History teacher in the local secondary school in South London. She was quite pretty. Her skin was very pale. She had long straight mousy brown hair and maya blue with apple green eyes. Although her past regularly haunted her at night, she always had a smile on her face and always cracked jokes during work. Actor James Franco was her 3 years older brother. Her 7 year old daughter Savannah looked a bit like her Mum. She had short straight light brown hair and green eyes. She adored her Mum. After dropping Savannah off at school Shannon arrived at work and started doing the job she loved with all her heart.

*Chloe's flashback*

Chloe felt happy after a lovely day at work. Her mood was quickly ruined as she saw her house up in flames and her boyfriend standing outside laughing at it. She dashed out of the car and ran towards the house. "WHAT HAPPENED?" She panicked. Her boyfriend carried on laughing, he was clearly drunk. "I set the bitch on fire!" He answered madly holding his sides as he laughed and laughed. "ARE YOU CRAZY?" She yelled. She looked round the garden and noticed there was no sigh of their 4 year old son. "WHERE'S JAYDON?" She shouted feeling hot with worry as more panic came over her. "Little bastard's tied up in the house, wouldn't stop hassling me." Chloe's stomach dropped. "HE COULD DIE IN THERE YOU DRUNKEN DICKHEAD!" She screamed shaking with terror before shoving him to the ground and calling 999 for all the emergency services to come and help before crazily darting into the house. Loud cries from her son could be heard from the kitchen. She ran to him dodging the burning flames that surrounded them and started to undo the ropes, her son fell unconscious. She wept over him. Black poisioned smoke filled her lungs, her vision became blurry, everything went black as she collapsed to the ground. Next time she woke was in the hospital. "Jaydon? My son? Please tell me he's alive?" Chloe cried to the nurse with tears streaming down her face. The nurse smiled and pointed past her. Chloe turned to see her little boy in the bed next to her with tubes attached to him. "Is he okay?" She wondered still feeling upset and worried. "Everything's fine, he's just sleeping, wake him if you wish. You both can go later, your brother's coming to collect you." The nurse replied. Chloe felt relieved. She and Jaydon lived with her singer brother for a year. Her boyfriend meanwhile was put in prison for arson and attempted murder.

Chloe woke up in a pool of sweat and she was panting out of breath. "You had the nightmare again didn't you?" Her now 7 year old Jaydon asked her from beside her. She nodded sadly. He kissed her on the forehead and they both got ready for school and work. 32 year old Chloe Murs worked as a English teacher in her local secondary school, the same one that Shannon worked in. She was very pretty. Her naturally corkscrewed dirty blonde hair hung at mid breast length and her eyes were various shades of light blues. She had the same nightmare of her past every night for the last 3 years but in the day she was always smiling and telling cheesy jokes. Her son Jaydon looked similar to her. His hair was light blonde and curly and he has the same bright blue eyes as his Mum. Chloe's 3 year younger brother was Olly Murs, the famous singer, and he was always supportive of her and Jaydon. Jaydon's hero was his Mum for her bravery. After getting ready and dropping off her son Chloe set off to work to do what she does best.