TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE
BY SUE
CHAPTER EIGHT
Remember, I donÕtÕ own the Beatles, this is a fiction from my
warped mind.
ÒPAUL THE LIGHTS RED!!!!!Ó John screamed.
Paul slammed on the brakes; he swerved around the on coming car
and missed it. Panic hit both of them again as the car started to skid on the
wet pavement. The sound shrieked in their ears as the tires squealed.
John held on to the dashboard, bracing himself for the impact that
he knew would happen. Pictures flashed through his mind of all the people he
loved. ÒIÕm sorry Cyn, Julian daddy loves you.Ó
PaulÕs heart pounded as he tried in vain to bring the car under
control. He heard JohnÕs cries somewhere in the distance. He thought of his
family, his brother, his aunties and uncles, his cousins and mostly of his poor
dad. ÒAt least Rita was safe, sorry Janie.Ó Paul whispered.
The car struck the pretty blonde girl and she died instantly. Her
umbrella flew up into the air and tumbled down to the sidewalk, no longer
protecting her from the rain.
ÒIÕM SORRY PAULIE. I DO LOVE YA MATE! OH CHIRST!!!!Ó John yelled
as he watched the lamppost grow closer and their fate along with it.
ÒME TOO, I LOVE YA JOHNNY!!! GOD FORGIVE ME!!!!Ó Paul didnÕt know
how he got those words out as he too watched their fate move closer. All he
knew was he had to say it before they died.
The car crashed into the pole. It rolled up like an accordion;
shards of glass flew into the sky and dropped to the ground like large shiny
teardrops amongst the rain. The lights went out down the block and the lamppost
bent over the car like an old tree.
John died fast, his head going through the windscreen. Paul laid
half conscious, blood pouring out of him as quickly as his life. George saw the
blood. The blood of all three victims, it ran together making a pool as it
joined the rainwater, running down into the gutter.
The car exploded just as Paul lost consciousness. The noise made George
jump; he pulled hard away from Paul. He couldnÕt get his balance as he stumbled
towards the wall, he held out his hand to find it. Ringo and John grabbed him
and sat him down on a chair.
The two looked horrified at GeorgeÕs state. Paul had seen and
heard the vision. He knew the destiny that George saw. Shook up, he leaned on
the counter for support and weakly watched George.
George sat there in shock. He had tried to save them and it didnÕt
work. He had saved Rita, but claimed another girls life and JohnÕs too. Now,
three would die. He shook his head as tears ran down his face and he groaned
softly through his sobs. Not one of his mates would die, but now two would.
This wasnÕt supposed to happen. He was supposed to save them from their
untimely death and instead he was making it worse.
ÒNO!!!!Ó The torture made him yell as he slammed his fist against
the wall.
John and Ringo had never seen George like this. Scared John told
Ringo to go get Rita. He looked over at Paul, who just leaned limp against the
counter in shock.
Rita rushed in and saw George, head in his hands, sobbing in
the chair and mumbling through his tears. She then spied Paul, who by now had
slid down the wall onto the floor. He sat; dry eyed and just staring off at the
floor.
She quickly turned to Ringo and John. Ringo had told her a small
portion of what happened when he found her.
ÒTheyÕre in shock, cÕmon and get them into the other room. Ò Rita
instructed them.
First Ringo and John pulled Paul up from the floor and dragged his
dead weight out and into the conference room. Rita knelt down to George.
ÒGeorgie, itÕs alright luv. Ò She felt a sadness cover her as she
tried to get him to answer. She knew if she touched him sheÕd find out what he
had seen. She took a deep breath and exhaled as she centered her energy.
ÒGeorge, IÕm going to touch you. I want to see what you saw.Ó
George pulled away from her, Ò No! ItÕs to horrid.Ó He sobbed.
She lightly lay her hand on his lap, ÒSHHH, there, there now. ItÕs
quiet all right now. Let me see what the two of you saw.Ó She gently cooed to
him.
He reluctantly let her take hold of his hand and then the other.
He felt her touch tighten and an energy course through his veins.
She closed her eyes and felt herself travel away from the time
they were in, to the time that George had seen. The vision ran fast through
her. She heard their words, felt the strong emotions and then finally saw their
death. She pulled away. Her face was pale as she became aware that John was in
the room with them.
He tilted his head and looked down at her, ÒWhat happened?Ó He
said quietly and with concern in his voice.
Rita slowly stood up and pulled herself together. She didnÕt want
to panic John and she could feel he was on the verge of it.
ÒRingo with Paul then?Ó
John nodded,Ó DidnÕt want to leave him alone. What happened?Ó He
repeated to her.
ÒFirst, letÕs get him into the other room and then IÕll tell you.
TheyÕre in shock and we have to tend to them first.Ó RitaÕs eyes caught JohnÕs
and she could tell the love he had for his three mates. John was a good man, he
just had demons that came out sometimes in cruel deeds, and she could feel it.
ÒCÕmon there Georgie.Ó John told him lovingly. He lifted his
friend up and pulled GeorgeÕs arm around his neck and then tucked his other arm
under GeorgeÕs. He took him to the conference room and placed him gently next
to Paul in a chair. He then turned to Rita, as did Ringo.
Rita explained to the two other Beatles what she saw, what George
and Paul saw. They were visibly shaken at what she said.
ÒThereÕs still time to change this. John you must. You and Paul
have to change this. You see if you donÕt it just gets worse. You do believe me
now donÕt you?Ó She looked from one to the other.
ÒI do. I mean look at them. My God, John it has to be true and I
donÕt want to lose two of me best mates. Maybe thatÕs selfish, but so be it.Ó
Ringo told John, focusing his attention on him.
ÒRight, I believe you. After this how could I not. I donÕt want to
see what you all did, but IÕm not ready to die either. Ò John told Rita and
Ringo, as he sat up on the table, deep in thought.
ÒGood, I think this blonde is Vickie. IÕll have to get her to
leave with me. Things have just switched around again, but we can switch it
too. Ò She confided in them.
Ò You think that really Rita?Ó Ringo asked; his big blue eyes
shone at her.
ÒYes, I do. Paul and George will be all right. We just have to
give them time and help them along some. Let them know that we are going to
change this. George feels as if heÕs failed you and Paul, and this strange
girl. Paul is just in shock and exhausted from the experience is all. HeÕs
never seen or experienced anything like this. He has just witnessed his own
death, it will take him longer to come out of it.Ó
Rita went to George; she stood in front of him and laid her hands
on his shoulders.
ÒGeorge we can still change this,Ó She looked deep into his brown
eyes. Rita saw the grim look on GeorgeÕs face as he looked back at her. Good,
she thought when she saw the life in his eyes. Even though he looked grim, he
was showing some life and that was what she needed to see.
George sniffed and then swallowed, Ò You think we still can?Ó He
coughed after he lit a cigarette and exhaled the smoke.
ÒYes, just like before, like we said. You canÕt lose hope, because
thatÕs all we have. You can ring Ravi tomorrow, maybe he can help some more.Ó
She smiled at him.
He gave a weak smile back, ÒBut itÕs worse now.Ó
Rita nodded her head, Ò No itÕs just different now. We know
itÕs Paul that John has the fight with. Now, we have to plan ahead is all. I
have a feeling this blonde girl is Vickie and I can get her to come with me. So
you see that problem is done with.Ó
RitaÕs smile lightened GeorgeÕs heart, he felt her hope and his
smile broadened, Ò Sorry bout that mates.Ó George said with embarrassment to
John and Ringo.
ÒNo, George itÕs us. WeÕre sorry we doubted you.Ó Ringo smiled at
George; impulsively he bent down and gave the younger man a huge hug.
John gave a chuckle that brightened the room a little more as he
got up, ÒRings I think youÕre getting a bit soft on us.Ó John then walked over
to George and bent over to hug him too.
George smiled and met JohnÕs stare as he was breaking the hug, Ò Looks
like Ritch isnÕt the only one thatÕs a bit on the soft side.Ó They all
snickered at what George had just said.
ÒNo, just donÕt tell anyone. I wouldnÕt want my image to go down
the toilet now,Ó John straightened up and turned towards Paul, ÒWhat about
him?Ó He turned back to George and Rita.
Rita looked at the two and then to George, Ò I think he
experienced the vision you had George. Could you guys help me to take him to my
flat? I think he needs to sleep.Ò
George got up and nodded,Ó Yeah, just wait a sec. I want to talk
with him.Ó George moved over to Paul. He crouched down so that their eyes were
level.
PaulÕs eyes slowly moved to GeorgeÕs. He had heard bits and pieces
of the conversation around him. He felt so drained, so tired and so very
scared. Would they be able to avoid all they had seen? He didnÕt know; it just
made him feel sick. If he werenÕt so tired heÕd tell them all that this wasnÕt
going to happen. That it was a bad dream, only he knew better.
George felt bad for his oldest friend in the band. They had known
each other for over ten years now, since they were kids. George studied Paul,
never losing eye contact. He stroked PaulÕs cheek, ÒSorry you had to see that
mate. WeÕll try to change it, beat it. I wonÕt let you die or John. You hear me
luv?Ó
PaulÕs face fell into the palm of GeorgeÕs hand. He couldnÕt help
the tears that finally fell. The shock was slowly wearing off and the emotions
were now hitting him hard.
ÒGeorgie?Ó he softly whispered.
George felt the warm liquid run down his hand. He felt Paul start
to shake and knew that the emotions were crashing down as the shock wore off.
He too had felt that way in the loo. It took longer for Paul. It had been his
first time at really seeing the visions instead of just images or pictures.
ÒWhat Paulie?Ó George gently spoke to him.
ÒI donÕt want to die. I donÕt want to cause JohnÕs death or that
girls.Ó He whined, as his sobs grew harder.
George pulled his hand away from PaulÕs face and then put his arms
around PaulÕs back embracing him in a hug. Paul laid his head down on GeorgeÕs
shoulder. George could feel the fear, guilt, and confusion. He felt PaulÕs body
rattle as he cried.
ÒWe wonÕt let it happen, I told you that one. JohnÕs not going to die
and neither are you or that girl. Ò
John walked over to both of them. He knelt down beside George and
put his arms around Paul too, ÒItÕs not happening Paulie. You and me mate, we
aint dyin. You think IÕd let that happen. WeÕll all change this thing, youÕll
see.Ó John hugged them both and before they knew it Ringo was there too.
ÒWeÕre mates, and we stick together. IÕll do whatever it takes so
this doesnÕt happen, you can be dead sure of that one. Ò Ringo assured them
all.
Paul had quieted down some. The three let go and stood up. John
gazed at Paul.
ÒYou ready to go there, son?Ó
Paul nodded, ÒMy flat.Ó Was all he could get out in between
hiccupped breaths.
ÒOk, letÕs go to PaulÕs, IÕll have Les drive us and then if any of
you have to leave later he can bring you back for your cars. ItÕs the closest
anyway. LetÕs get him home. Ò John told everyone, taking charge of what needed
to be done. Mal had been sent home, so George and John helped Paul to the car.
Ringo got out and opened the gates and Les drove the car through.
They helped Paul out and into the house.
ÒHere put him on the couch.Ó John told George.
ÒIÕm gonna put on the kettle.Ó Ringo told them and went off into
the kitchen.
Rita sat on the couch and took a wet flannel from George as he
handed to her. She gently wiped PaulÕs face and his eyes closed at her touch.
Paul felt so damn gutted and just wanted to sleep. Rita felt so
good and calming. He felt himself start to drift off.
George and John sat smoking in the wing chairs in PaulÕs living
room. They looked up as someone came down the stairs. A beautiful redhead stood
at the bottom of the landing. She had on a silk kimono that outlined her
perfect figure. Her feet wore healed slippers that matched it and she radiated
beauty as she stared at the situation in front of her.
She saw Paul on the green couch, John and George in the wing
chairs, but whom was that strange girl sitting beside Paul? He didnÕt look good
and she noticed the wet flannel that was being wiped on his face.
John pulled on his cigarette and calmly looked Jane over as he
always did. He found her unbelievable sexy in the kimono as his mind wandered
for a minute. His mind always did with both Jane and Pattie.
ÒJane, your back early.Ó John stated in a matter of fact way.
Rita snapped around and saw the pretty redhead. God, she was
gorgeous, Rita thought. She could never compete with that. Then again, her and
Paul had only been together once. She wondered if things didnÕt work out; how
this girl would look in a week in a half. She shook everything out of her mind
and stood up.
John went over and put his arm around Rita and brought her out
into the middle of the room as Jane came towards them.
ÒWhatÕs the matter with Paul? Is he alright John?Ó Jane asked
frightened.
John nodded, Ò A bit too high fer his own good. He needs to sleep
it off luv. This here is Rita a friend of ours. Well, more of me and George,Ó
John pulled Rita closer to him, ÒWell, more of mine.Ó He snickered,
pretending to be a bit high himself.
ÒOh, hi IÕm Jane, Jane Asher. PaulÕs girlfriend, itÕs nice
to meet you.Ó The voice was pleasant, but had an unsure overtone to it.
ÒNice to meet you Jane. IÕve heard some nice things from Paul
about you.Ó Rita glanced over at Paul. He was half awake.
Jane went over to him and sat down where Rita had been a few
minutes before.
She gently stroked his face and then looked up at John, George,
Rita and then noticed Ringo had joined the them.
ÒWhat did he take? He looks a fright.Ó Jane questioned John.
John pulled Rita tighter to him, as if she were really with him.
Ò AÉ.. He um took something. IÕm not really sure what it was; they
slipped something more to him. We, me and Rita were dancing. I didnÕt notice
until I saw him stumbling around. Ritch brought my attention to him, and then
George said he didnÕt look well. Rita thought we should bring him home and
watch him to make sure he was all right. So here we are.Ó John gave her a goofy
smile, ÒRight luv?Ó He directed the question to Rita.
ÒYes, thatÕs right. Jane itÕs important that you watch him. Some
of that stuff was pretty strong. I think heÕll sleep on and off for a long
time. Also, he may have dreams from it. I mean horrid ones.Ó Rita had to tell
her what to expect. A little truth thrown into the lie, she had a feeling it
would happen and she wanted the redhead to know what to expect. She didnÕt want
her getting scared.
She felt John kiss the top of her head and shot him a look. He
just shrugged and smiled at her. Jane saw this and figured the girl felt
strange being caught with a married man.
Ò John, shouldnÕt you be home with your wife and son?Ó Jane
questioned.
John nodded, ÒWas going to do that very thing. Now, that I know
Macca will be in your capable hands.Ó Slight sarcasm dripped from his voice, Ò
ArenÕt you supposed to be playing actress with your troop there Janie?Ó He
teased.
She shook her head, used to JohnÕs teasing and knowing it was his
come back for her remark about his wife and son.
ÒIÕm off until Monday. I thought IÕd surprise Paul and spend the
weekend together. I knew you all were off. IÕm heading out Monday morning.Ó She
answered John with a smile.
George and Ringo couldnÕt believe what they were watching. It was
as if Jane was in one of her plays and didnÕt even know it.
ÒUm, Jane? Do you want us to bring him upstairs so as you can keep
an eye on him?Ó George inquired, feeling uncomfortable about the whole
situation.
John smiled at George, ÒOf course she does mate,Ó He then turned
between the two Beatles and Jane, still holding Rita tightly, ÒOnly Janie, I
donÕt think youÕll get anything from him tonight luv. If I could be of
assistance, IÕd be more then willin. Reckon George could take Rita home,Ó He
smiled brightly at Jane and watched her blush. God, he loved getting a reaction
out of people. To him it wasnÕt just a game; it was a sport.
Jane felt her face turn hot. She hated when John did this to her.
ÒNo, IÕm quiet sure I could live without being a notch on the
famous Lennon belt.Ó She gave it back to him. He had embarrassed her and she
wasnÕt going to let him get away with it the way he usually did.
ÒPity luv, IÕd have satisfied you in a completely different way
then Paul could,Ó John winked at her,Ó Besides, itÕs not just any girl that
gets into my belt.Ó He laughed hard and then let go of Rita.
George looked at the two men in the room, Ò CÕmon, letÕs get him
up there.Ó
Jane looked gratefully at George, Ò Thank you George.Ó
He gave her a small smile, ÒNot a problem.Ó
Ringo looked over at Paul and remembered how heavy he was when
they took him to the car.
ÒWe have to bring him up all those stairs. HeÕs dead weight. You
think the three of us should do it?Ó He asked his mates.
John laughed again and a wicked grin crossed his face, ÒIÕll get
him, like a sack of potatoes, right over me shoulder.Ó
ÒYou need help there mate. DonÕt want a hernia now do you.Ó Ringo
laughed.
ÒYeah then you wonÕt be able to shag for a bit.Ó George added and
laughed with Ringo.
ÒWouldnÕt want to put me self out of commission. What would all
the poor birdies do? Right luv?Ó He smiled over at Rita.
ÒNo Johnny, you canÕt do that now.Ó Rita joined in.
John winked at her, ÒAlright mates letÕs get him to the bedroom
for our Janie here.Ó
Rita could see the embarrassment on JaneÕs face and knew thatÕs
exactly what she had planned tonight. Only John had the nerve to say it out
loud. He Let everyone know that Jane wouldnÕt be making love tonight and
embarrassed her in the process. Instead, sheÕd have to baby-sit her boyfriend.
A prospect that Rita figured Jane had never counted on. She watched as the guys
picked up Paul and carried him up the stairs. She stood there alone with Jane.
Jane gave Rita a disapproving look.
ÒIt doesnÕt bother you that he is married and has a son?Ó Jane
asked, moving in front of Rita.
Ò Well, yes it does. If you must know he told me he was divorcing
her.Ó Rita felt uncomfortable and after the sentence left her lips she wondered
if she had gotten John into deeper trouble. After all he was protecting her, by
fabricating the story that they were together.
ÒNo, I can assure you he is very much married.Ó Jane informed the
girl that stood in front of her. How could John do that? She shook her head and
looked at Rita.
ÒIf I were you IÕd stay away from him. It could get a bit messy.
Just a friendly warning between us girls. IÕm sorry if I came off a bit harsh,
itÕs just that I didnÕt expect this and I thought Paul and I would have a
lovely evening. Ò JaneÕs face was sincere as she extended her apology to Rita.
Rita felt bad for this young girl. Obviously, she didnÕt know how
Paul truly felt, and wore blinders to his infidelities.
ÒI understand. ItÕs quiet alright, I would feel the same way.Ó And
Rita truly did. She wanted to stay with Paul and hated the fact that Jane had
shown up.
The three bounced down the stairs laughing. John came back over to
Rita and pulled her again into his arms, unaware of the chat the two girls had
had.
Ò John I donÕt think this will work. I think you should take me
home.Ó Rita feigned hurt as she told John.
John realized that Jane must have said something to Rita, ÒWell, I
guess if Janie isnÕt getting any then she bloody well made sure I wasnÕt.
Right, IÕm off. You all comin?Ó John strutted to the door.
ÒHeÕs all yours luv.Ó Ringo told Jane as he kissed her on the
cheek.
ÒThank you Ritch, George.Ó She smiled and gave them both a peck as
they headed to the door with Rita.
:ÓWhat no kiss or good-bye for me? Janie I am truly hurt.Ó John
smiled, and then sauntered over to Jane and pulled her in his arms. He planted
a kiss on her lips that would have sent most women to the moon. He then
released her and took in her embarrassed and breathless stare.
ÒSee what your missin luv? Cheerio, any problems with our boy just
give us a call.Ó John tipped an imaginary hat and then left out the door with
the others, leaving Jane to contemplate what just had happened.
After they left Jane had to admit JohnÕs kiss was very powerful.
It was sexy and left a tingling throughout her body. Then again she had been in
the mood to make love and Paul defiantly was in no shape for that. She locked
the door and then went upstairs to see how he was.