Impossible

Part 2

I've decided the whole thing is going to be in Dan's pov as it makes future events much easier to write.  Enjoy -

 My vision was blurred and a bright light coming from somewhere above my head made me cringe into the soft cushion behind me. The aroma of bleach and strong medicine shot up my nose, causing a rattled cough to erupt inside my chest. Slowly, i could begin to make out shapes in front of me and eventually realised where I was. I let out a huge sigh as I remebered what had happened and slumped back, letting my leg dangle from the side of the bed.

Something rustled beside me and I craned my neck painfully to get a better view. A short bald man in yet another white coat span around and gave me a yellow toothed grin

'Ah Mr Howell! You're awake'

'Uh...yeah'

I closed my eyes, trying to signal I no longer wished to talk but white coat didn't seem to get the message and moved closer to me, breathing his coffee breath in my face

'Now then Mr. Howell, you have nothing to worry about, you just had a bit of a knock. Might want to watch what you're doing next time!' The man let out a huge throaty laugh before coughing and continuing 'All you need to do is fill out this prescription for painkillers which I reccomend you take every 4 hours for a week and you're good to go'

I grabbed a pen from the shiny side table and quickly scribbled my name before grabbing the paper and stalking off, not bothering to say goodbye.

I headed in the way which i guessed was the exit and walked as quickly as possible. Hospitals always made me feel bad, just the though that somebody could be dying right now in one of these rooms made me feel physically sick. I kept up my quick pace and turned my had to look at the rooms. Each room had a board outisde which had the patients name scrawled on it and a 3 digit number.

I scanned each board as I walked past, laughing quietly at some of the ridiculous surnames.

T.Vagman

R. Butfast

P. LesterLester? I stopped suddenly in my tracks and strode slowly back over to the board, making sure i'd got it right. But there it was is black and white 'P.Lester'

My heart pounded wildly but I shook my head, chuckling lightly at my own stupidity. It wouldnt be him, there would be plenty of P. Lester's in the world.

Although I had managed to convince myself this, I still felt the strong urge to take a peek through the window. Quietly, i tiptoed towards the spotless glass and peered around the corner, taking in the scene

A tall thin girl was sprawled out on the bed, wearing a plaid shirt and dark blue skinny jeans and red converse, She absent mindedly curled her light blond hair between her fingers as she played around on her phone. Suddenly her head snapped up and her dark green eyes met mine, squinting slightly.

My heart beat rose and I was about to turn and leave when she shouted out

'Did you want something?'

My mouth hung open and i stuttered, trying to think of a logical excuse for why I was stood outside her window, staring at her.

'Uh..no' I choked out, my whole face turning a deep shade of scarlett

'Well fuck off then, weirdo!' She shouted, waving her hand rudely.

Without a second glance, I ran from the window and all the way out of the hospital, not bothering to pick up my pain killers.

I set my heaving body down on a ricketty bench in the hospital car park and rubbed my temples in frustration. How could I have been so stupid, of course It wasn't him! I was just an over obsessed freak.

Reluctantly, i pulled myself out of the sitting position and trudged down the pavement, dragging the heels of my mud stained trainers.

I'll let you work this one out ;)

-Izzy x