You saw him...

7 2 1
                                        

Charlottes PoV:

"Hey Lissy!" I smile, while Shannon and Chloe follow behind. Dan sits up out of the chair in Lissy's room, he looks so tired. "How long have you been here Dan? You really need to go home." Shannon sighs putting her hand on Dans shoulder.

"My boyfriend died, if anything happens to Lissy and I'm not there, I would never forgive myself." Dan sighs.
"Lissy is still asleep, the doctors sedated her, she, is traumatised, and scared." Dan mutters, holding Lissy's hand.

We sit in silence until we see Lissy's eyes flicker open, she doesn't have to tube down her throat anymore, because she is awake and can't breath.
"He's dead." Lissy's screeches looking upto the sealing. "Who Lissy?" I ask rubbing her arm.

"Phil! Phil is dead!" She shouts leaving us all in shock.
"How do you know?" Dan asks, his voice cracking, as he tries to hold in the tears.
"I saw him, the door, sucked him in! I tried to run! I promise! But he let go of my hand, he said he was ready to leave, and that he loved Dan, that Tash should never give up on her dreams, that Shannon, Charlotte and Anna are the bravest people ever!" Lissy stutters, crying.

We all look to eachother, not sure what to think, we can easily think she was crazy, but if she was crazy, how would she know Phil is dead? "It's my fault!" Lissy cries.

We comfort her and tell her it isn't.
The nurse comes in smiling, "hey Lissy!" She smiles. "You work at this hospital! You've been a patient here more than you've been a nurse!" The nurse laughs.
"Anyway, look what we have! A new leg!" She says excitedly, handing it to Lissy. Lissy hold it, looking confused, like a young child.

"Oh yeah." She sighs, strapping it on.
All of a sudden, Dan sits next to her, they stare into each others eyes and start crying, hugging eachother tightly.
"Why does everyone we love leave." Lissy cries out in pain. Dan grips tightly onto her, hugging her. "I'm so sorry he's gone Dan." Lissy cries.

Me, Shannon and Chloe look at eachother, tears forming in our eyes.
If I know anything, it's that we won't stop mourning for aslong as we live.

A typical day -pt2Où les histoires vivent. Découvrez maintenant