Two Truths. One Liar.

7~Hospital!

I awake in a sparkling white room and I instantly know I'm in a hospital. I don't know which hospital I am in, I don't know where my friends are, heck I don't even know what country I'm in!

I sit up to find myself in an dull grey plastic apron thing? I feel a breeze from the window above my bed and discover how thin this thing is! Wait, who and how did they get me into this! Ugh, I don't even want to know. There's a board clipped to the end of my bed and reach out to grab it but am held back by... Wires? Coming out of my neck, wrists and chest are clear cables leading to a bag of purple liquid. I am scared of my veins in my wrists, yes I know it's stupid, and I don't know why! Maybe I'm scared of them getting cut and losing all my blood, I honestly don't know! I can't look at people's wrist tattoo's and flinch when I touch my own, so having tubes come out of me is scary as death. I notice a mirror on the wall, my hair looks tangled and some of it's stuck to my face with, dribble?! I'm covered in spots as I haven't washed my face in ages! My mascara makes me look like a panda and my lipstick is smudged over half of my face. I'll wash it all of in a minute.

Once I push the bag with purple liquid further down the bed I am able to take hold of, then read the piece of paper. It reads;
Olivia,
16 years old,
Currently in a coma and has been in this condition for 3 days.

I was in a coma? And for 3 days! Then it all comes flooding back to me, visiting Brighton, The Diamond Hotel, The dinner party, The Kids Choice Awards! I went to play Minecraft after tripping over and fell asleep, now I'm here! Oh my gosh, have I missed the show?! What day and time even is it? I look at my phone which is placed on my bedside table along with my blood stained t-shirt and shorts, I have just too many questions to ask today! Anyway, it's 2pm on Friday 5th May, one hour before Zoe is on! I must get out of here now so I can be there to support Zoe! I pull out the tubes and purple liquid spills out all over the floor, staining the bland white carpet. I swing my legs of the side of my bed an attempt to start walking, it's a lot harder than I remember! I'm stumbling along and my knees can't support my weight for much longer, I'm like the leaning tower of Pisa! I can't support myself anymore and I come crashing to the ground, banging my head on a table. I think I screamed pretty loud when I fell as doctors came walking into the room and crowding around me. They seem pretty calm, even though I could be dying! "Help me!" I attept to shout angrily, but it just comes out as a whisper like the last time I tried to talk. Have I lost my voice permanently?! If so then... Why can't I remember what I was going to say?! My eyes flutter, as I'm trying to keep them open, but they shut and my vision is black. My head is pounding hard, there's also cold blood trickling off my scalp and onto my face. I am petrified as I use all my energy to move my hand to my forehead, I touch the crushed bone pieces and ripped flesh, I want to vomit. I can't scream in pain because my throat is to dry and swollen. I can't breathe properly now. My chest is tight and my airway is blocked. I've only had one asthma attack before, and that was nothing at all compared to this. Despite this, I can't stop coughing up sticky red liquid, and I feel the drops splattering all over my chest. I'm in so much agony, this is the worst pain I have ever felt! I'm going to die, I just know it.

There is something important that I need to do but I just can't remember it. My thoughts are spinning around in my head and so are weird little voices. Where is the important one! Oh well, it couldn't of been that important or I would've remembered it. But I can't forget about this one thing, even though I am unconscious. I don't know what it is but my mind is focused on it. Just forget, forget and relax. Maybe I should listen to my crushed brain. Fine, I give in! Good night Jaz, Abby, Zalfie, Janya, Narcus, Casper, Joe, Louise, I'm going to sleep. Oh no, Zoe!!