Oasis: Time Flies...

I can See A Liar

Meg was newly wed to her husband Noel. She quickly moved into Supernova Heights with him. She had the world at her feet, propelled to fame as the model on the rock star's arm.

She quickly found married life wasn't as she'd expected. She quickly found it wasn't the whirlwind romance she thought it'd be, how it was before they tied the knot in Vegas.

He seemed to jump straight back into touring. He'd rather be all around the world with his band than with his wife. He had a one track mind and that track was taking over the world, musically.

Stuck in London, focusing on her modelling in her husband's absence she hit the party scene hard. She was no stranger to drug use. In fact she'd been excited to move to Supernova Heights because of its reputation. She knew Noel had caned it, hard for years and she wanted in on that.

After the Be Here Now tour had ended and the husband and wife had spent the summer throwing parties. That was until Noel came to a conclusion. It was time for him to grow up and sober up. His love affair with cocaine was over. Meg promised to do the same but she wasn't done with it yet.

The band, her husband's band went back into recording another album and yet again Meg was all but forgotten. Noel hardly ever came home. When he did his only concern was the album. There was always somewhere Noel had to be that wasn't with his wife. She knew this was only not the case at award shows where he could boast bagging her beauty.

Somehow she didn't mind. She was independent. She wasn't the needy type, it wasn't like she wanted to be attached to his hip 24/7. So she was alone in the house, bored and looking for a fix.

Noel had been off stuff for almost a year but he still joked about how he had stashes about the place he'd never touch. He was so high and mighty about how he'd come off off drugs "on the back of a Billy Connolly DVD."

Meg knew him well enough to know exactly where he hid things. He hadn't exactly been a mastermind. A sniffer dog'd think it was back on its puppy day training if they ever searched the place. It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for.

She found a bag in Noel's bedside table. She recognised it as a hallucinogenic. It wasn't her delicacy but she was up for the experience it could bring. It was going to be an interesting way to pass her time.

Swallowing the pill she laid out on their bed. She was patient and her patience was rewarded.

A face started to appear in the ceiling. It slowly emerged until the being, an angel was floating, fully formed above her. She reached out but it was too high for her to touch. She kept trying until she was stunned by its voice.

"Meg."

"That's me." she pointed at herself with a giggle.

"You have a very important duty you must accept."

"Okay." she giggled.

The angel talked and she carefully listened, agreeing with what she must do. She couldn't not obey an angel. Once the message had clearly been delivered the angel disappeared back into the ceiling as though it was never there.

Meg didn't dwell on the vision. She continued to see shapes and patterns in all sorts of colours as if someone was painting the ceiling and the air that surround her. As she came down she fell asleep, letting her high extend into a dream.

Noel woke her up sharply the next morning. "Did you fucking sleep in your clothes splayed out on the bed all night?"

"No, I didn't." she insisted although she didn't know. "Where were you?"