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Words of Harrison

by TheBeatleKeeper 0 Reviews

What if Sutcliffe had another victim?

Category: Beatles - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst,Drama - Characters:  - Published: 2011/09/25 - Updated: 2011/09/25 - 451 words


I waited.


John had been gone a long time. He was trying to talk to Paul, who recently had been acting strangely. I say strangely. More abnormally.
We were in the sitting room, Pete Best and me, waiting for John to return with the news. I think Pete was as uncomfortable as I was. For the past few weeks it was like I barely knew Paul. Whenever I tried to talk to him, he'd wander past me like I was a shadow. When there was a rainy night and I was scared of the thunder and lightning, he'd always let me crawl into his bed with him. But he was never in his bed now. He was wandering the corridors like a ghost. And I'd be left to face my fear alone.

My mind was still on Paul when John returned, white as paper.
By the look on his face, it hadn't gone well.

"Well, what did he say?" Pete asked, though I think he already knew the answer.

I'd never seen John cry before.

It was sudden, one minute he was standing looking at us, the next he'd sunk to his knees, weeping. I'd never heard such troubled sobs. Pete glanced at me, before boldly making a move to comfort his friend. I watched him rest John's head on his chest and do his best to calm him, running his fingers through john's hair like a mother with a sick child. I'd never seen them so close to each other. It just showed how close we were back then. Like brothers looking out for each other.

"He won't talk to me" John wept, clinging harder to his friend.
I could tell he was trying to pull himself together but at the same time, I don't think he cared if we saw him cry. He needed to let it all out.
"It's like he not even there anymore. What's happened to him?"
I squatted down next to him and gently nuzzled my head against his shoulder. I wished I could answer John's question. I too wanted to find out what was bothering Paul but from how John was reacting, I could tell it was now beyond a bad situation. I'd never seen John in such a way. It scared me.

When John eventually calmed down and just sat there on the floor, rubbing his red eyes, I stood up and made towards the door.

"Where are you going?" John asked, his voice still choked from crying
I turned my head and I think John could see the look in my eyes because he suddenly went stiff.
"I'm going to sort this out" I said with a wobble in my voice.
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