"And I will do it," I hear a voice boom.
"Oh my god we are fucked with a capital F man!" I scream, clutching on to Michael.
"Yes. Yes you are," Dad smirks.
"Michael," I croak, "I love you so much. No matter what happens, I love you."
"You wont hurt Chloe. Or Sally. Not when Im around," Michael keeps his ground, not backing down or going for Dad. He stands there, holding me tightly.
"Then you will die as well," Dad walks towards him.
"NO YOU BLOODY WILL NOT. ANGUS GET HERE NOW!" I hear a strangely familiar voice shout. The voice was feminine and she sounded like she was about 70.
"But Mum! I-" Dad tries to protest.
"No buts Angus. Chloe? Sally? Heather?" She gasps as she sees us. We then get a proper look at this mysterious figure. She looks about 70 and she has short, clearly died, spikey, blonde hair with a few greys around the roots. She is tall and medium weight. Very wrinkly.
"Gran Sara!" Heather squeals, running over to her. Sara laughs as Heather throws her arms around her.
"Gran Sara? What?" I look at Sally, who shrugs and joins Heather.
"Chloe, wow, I haven't seen you or Sally in years. Chloe are you ok?" She asks.
"C?" Michael nudges me.
Im just kind of startled by everything.
"Uh, hi Sara," I smile shyly, going to hug her. And then I remember the killing plan and I shot back over to Michael.
"Anyway. Time to kill these two," Dad rubs his hands.
For no apparent reason, I burst out laughing.
"Im sorry. Im sorry. Its too serious I can't handle this," I sigh between laughs.
"I know," Heather giggles, joining me in the laughing.
"Stop with the laughing, who are you? Robin and his merry men?" I hear a scottish accent shout. This accent was all too familiar.
No.
Yes.
"PETER FUCKING CAPALDI!" I scream, jumping up and down.
"What?" Dad asked, turning around.
And in the shrine room, steps in
are you ready?
I dont think you are.
Are you sure you are?
Really?
Ok fine.
Peter Capaldi. The Doctor.
"Wow. Hi!" I wave enthusiastically.
"Hi. Come on, this way," he indicates us to the way out.
"Oh my god he's saving us!" Michael hisses down my ear.
"Yeah I know. Life complete!" I hissed back.
"Ok, so. Do any of you know how to work a Tardis?"
"Tardis? Yeah but their not real," I look at him. Peter was quite old. Probably time for him to go to the old peoples home.
"Oh they are," he says, his eyes lighting up as he speaks.
"Uh, ok then," I look at Michael who is trying not to laugh.
"Hes lost it C," he whispers.
"I have not!" Peter smiles at him and he looks as excited as a child at Christmas.
"Ok then, Peter. What are you planning on doing to rescue us?" Luke pushes me out of the way.
"Well, theres a helicopter and your friend Mr Way is waiting. He called me,"
"Mr Gerard Arthur Way. Legend," Ash grins, wrapping his arm around Heather.
"Lets sing a My Chem song!" Cal says.
"Ok but Im picking. Er, the sharpest lives? No, dead!" I say and we all start singing it.
"You sing too much. Sing sing sing," Peter laughs as we finish the song, "do you know the Doctor Who song?"
"It has no words," Sally looks at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"No you idiot. There is a Doctor Who song. Doctor Whooo! Hey! Doctor Who! Doctor Whoooo! Hey! The Tardis! Doctor Whoooo! Hey! Doctor Whoooo! Doctor Whoooooooo!" I sing with Peter and we end up laughing.
We make it out of the place and the first thing I see is a huge black helicopter.
"Thats no Tardis! Aww," I pout, hugging Michael who hasn't really spoken much.
"Yeah!" Michael frowns at Peter who grins.
"No that isn't. But, Ive tested this and the original police box is securely attached by three o the strongest chains in the world. The helicopter will fly and so will the Tardis!" He says and I love how he never seems to loose his enthusiasm.
"Oh my god Im going to die!" Heather screeches, jumping into Ashton's arms.
"Rubbish," Peter snorts, "you'll be fine."
"Better had be," Michael mutters under his breath.
"Hang on Peter. Michael, a word," I take him behind a tree.
"He is mad and there is no way that we are going on that,"
"Oh come on Michael! Yolo man!"
"He's steeling you from me. Chloe, I feel like you've completely forgotten about me,"
"Why the hell would I do that? You know I love you more than anyone, Mikey. I know it seems that way but he's the Doctor! And besides, he's a little old for me," I hug Michael. He hesitates at first but then a strong pair of arms are safely on my shoulders.
"I guess he is. I love you too,"
"Is everyone ok?" Gerard asks from out side the Tardis.
"Its so cramped in here!" Sally squeaks.
"Its fine stop moaning," Peter shakes his head.
"Yea Gerard we're fine," I reply.
"Hashtag Tardis selfie!" Ashton laughs getting his phone out and taking a rather unusual selfie of us all packed into the box.
5 minutes later, our phones got notifications.
Twitter: @Ashton5SOS: @ChloeLikesLionsRawr @Michael5SOS @Heatherdalgleis @Luke5SOS @SallyDalgleish @Calum5sos @PeterCapalidi #Tardisselfie with Peter Capaldi aren't we cool? The actual police box. Attatched to @gerardway's helicopter. Saved.
"Oh the social networking. That never happened in my day," Peter chuckles.
"How did you survive?" Luke jokes.
"Well, we had other stuff. Like, we went exploring,"
"Now you sound like the Doctor," Ashton laughs, kissing Heathers head. Suddenly the tardis hits something and we stop moving.
"Your back in America guys!" I hear Gerard scream.
"We made it!" Peter does a little dance with his feet and we push open the door of the police box.
"Mike?" I turn around. Michael is looking at me with such anger.
"You idiot," he mutters.
"What did I do now?"
"Not you. Him," he points behind me and I turn around. Bryce. He has pictures of Michael with a moustache and he's putting them everywhere. People are looking at Michael and laughing.
"BRYCE YOU FREAKING IMBECILE!" I run at him and hit him across the face. Jumping on his back, I attack him. My nails dig into his skin and my fingers tug at his hair.
"CHLOE!" Calum tries to prize me off Bryce but I will do no such thing.
"HE IS THE BOY FROM HELL. HE KILLS MY BROTHER HE BULLIED HIM AND HES STILL AT MICHAEL!" I yell, punching him.
"Fuck off Chloe. I killed Joe. Get over it," Bryce shrugged.
"HOW CAN I? MY BEST FRIEND. MY BEST FRIEND. DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR PATHETIC STUFF!" I scratch him again.
"Chloe, hey, its ok. Calm down," Michael says.
"You were just as mad before," I protest.
"Its ok. Your ok. Im here and he wont hurt anyone. But I will if hes not BLOODY CAREFUL!" Michael shrieks, down my ear making me wince, "sorry." He whispers.
"Its ok. Lets just go," I sigh, turning around.
"Chloe," I hear Calum say, his eyes look disappointed.
"I had every right to Calum. He killed Joe. You would too if he killed Mali," I snap.
"Leave my sister out of it,"
"But you would though. Wouldn't you? So therefore I do it because of Joe. But you wouldn't understand. None of you would," I shake my head and walk back to my apartment.
Wandering into Joes room, I flop on his bed and curl up.
"Sorry Joey. I had to. He was taunting me and Michael and I guess I lost it. But I ain't taking shit from Bryce. Michael did tell me not to ignore it. And Michael cant talk he got put in isolation. And Calum. He can just fuck off. Everyone can. They can leave me here to die," I snuggle into Joes duvet and feel myself falling asleep.
"FUCK CHLOE NO!" I hear Ashton scream. They burst into the bedroom.
"What?" I say, irritatedly.
"You're not cutting?" Michael sits next to me.
"What the hell? Why would I cut Im not an attention seeking shitbag that feels like there life is nothin but hell and no one cares about me. Oh Im soooo depressed," My voice comes out in a sarcastic tone, "Im just pissed off, ok?"
"We do care," Calum looks into my eyes.
"You really haven't got the hang of sarcasm have you?"
"Chloe. Come here," Michael lays next to me and pulls me into a hug.
"I love you Mikey," I burble.
"I love you too Princess," he kisses my temple.
"What would you like?" The waitress says.
We are sat around a table in pizza hut, the best restaurant in the world.
"Pepperoni please," I smile.
"Sure. What drink?" She grins at me. Some how, I recognise her.
"Coke please, Sammy?" I gasp, reading her name tag.
"Hello T!" Sammy grins at me, her gingery blonde emo fringe over one eye.
"Still into Pierce the Veil and stuff?"
"Yeah!" She laughs.
Everyone else takes there orders and me and Sammy talk a little longer.
Basically, me and Sammy were close friends in year nine and were until year 11.
"How you know her?" Cal asks. He seems to be taking an interest in her.
"Ive known her since year seven,"
"She seems nice,"
"Yeah. Shes really cool,"
"Shes pretty too,"
"Caaall?"
"Shush," he swots me away and I laugh.
"C?" Mike nudges me.
"Mike?"
"Im sorry. You were defending me and Joe. And your right. I cant talk. I hit him too. He's a bloody ratty runt of a boy isn't he?"
"Yeah," I chuckle, "he really is."
We eat our pizzas and go back to the boys apartment.
"What a crazy week we've had," Sally exclaims, kissing Luke passionately.
"Yeah," I ponder on the stuff we've been through. There is a knock at the door.
"Hello?" I open the door.
Bam, Im on the floor, not sure why, and the room slowly goes black.
