Seven Truths One Lie

part 1: coma

[EMILY'S POV]

   I was sitting beside Daisy's bed when
My mum got up and told me she had to use the bathroom. I nodded, telling her ok while I continued to look at Daisy. The doctors said she could wake up any day now, and I was terrified and excited for when she would wake and and we could talk, kiss, go on dates, gossip you get the idea.
    I was in love with Daisy and had been since we were 12. I decided I might as well talk to her and update her on what's been going on.
   "Daisy, do you remember Mike? He was in our Welsh class in the bottom set. we used to talk to him about how stupid the teacher looked while laughing like hyenas. Yeah, that Mike. Anyway, he's dating, Abigale.
   Now they started going out last month. I had a feeling Abigale had a crush on him , she always looked like she was about to explode when they passed in the corridor. It was hilarious, and we would laugh at her while she smacked our arms, telling us to shut up."
   I was struggling not to laugh. I could remember one of the last days Daisy had been awake.
    It was a Friday we had just finished P.E. and was heading home after we had changed in the locker room. We were with Abigale and Anna (abigales twin)  walking to the bus stop when Mike dropped something in front of us and continued walking.
   I remember abigale picked it up. It was a piece of paper folded in half with her name on it. She had unfolded it, rereading it over and over until she had to give the bus driver money.
"Yeah, they seem to really like each other. Anna doesn't, though whenever we're all hanging out and Mike comes, she sticks her tongue out at him. Childish, am I right? I don't think she cares that she's acting like a 5yr old she's just trying to protect her sister.
    I guess I understand that even though my sister is 7, I still need to protect her."
   I was lying on Daisy's stomach, my dirty  blonde hair falling to one side of my face.
    I was pretty hot for a 13-year-old. I was constantly told I was tall for my age. I'm roughly 5'7 "and have soft curves, average boobs and a medium butt. My favourite was my favourite part. I had a crooked nose ever so slightly from playing rugby.
    My eyes were hazely brown, and my eyebrows were thin. My lips were bottom heavy, my top lip being thinner. I looked like a runway model, and I knew it.
   Daisy was shorter than me around 5'4, but she was thinner than me. She had really small boobs and almost no butt. Her face was delicate with plump lips and a straight nose with freckles on. Her eyes were grass green, and her eyebrows were pencil shaped.
   Her hair was dyed blue and purple but was originally brown and pin straight (unlike her). She was absolutely stunning, and I loved her like she was a god.
"I love you," I whispered into her stomach.
"Emily time to go,"
"Fine mum,"
I picked up my backpack by my chair and turned around to see my mu  in the doorway, her purse and coat on her arm. 
"Come on, visiting hours are almost over!" She left and went into the corridor, allowing me one more time to look at Daisy today
"Love ya bitch"
I whispered and left.
  
   Later that evening, I was  watching The Good Place when my mum got a phone call from Sarah Daisy's mother.
She started pacing around our living room, talking in a hushed voice with worry and excitement fighting for dominance on her face.
"Mum, what's wrong? Has anything happened to Daisy?"
Joy filled her face as she told Sarah to call her back. She put her phone down
And told me to sit down.
"Daisy's awake Emily!"