* 3 months later, Phil in physiotherapy* I know I skip a lot, but skipping is fun!
Phils PoV:
It's weird, today I'm aloud home, me and Dan are staying at the big house, we don't want to go back to our apartment yet, after Dan trashed it when I 'died'
I haven't spoken to my parents, we stayed away from each other at my brothers funeral, my mum smiled at me, but my dad would always pull her away and tell her off. Basically it's the same as usual, except I have traumatising nightmares, brain damage and a hand, that doesn't function properly. I still need physical therapy for it, to try and move it.
We get to the house, and all the kids come running up to me, hugging me.
After they all get off I walk into the kitchen, and all eyes turn to me. "Hey Phil." Lissy whispers. People can't shout around me, something to do with my head, they all gently hug me and I sit down.
"So Phil, are you going to make a video? Explaining stuff?" Anna asks.
I nod slightly and look down at the floor. "It should've been me" I mutter.
"Pardon?" Dan asks, putting his arm around me. "It should have been me!" I say louder, making Charlottes eyes fill with tears.
"We are so sorry about your brother Phil, but don't ever think it's your fault!" Tash exclaims.
"I'm gonna make a video." I sigh.
I walk up to mine and Dans old room and start the camera.
"Hey guys!" I exclaim.
"Sorry if this video isn't like my others, and I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in 9 months, because as you all think, I've been dead for 6 of them.
I think I owe it to you guys to be honest. I wish I was dead, Harry didn't deserve to die.
So you're wondering, how did people think I died? As you may know, me, Lissy, Anna and Shannon were kidnapped. The day after the girls were kidnapped, Oli face timed Dan, with me tied in a chair, Oli shot me.
After that he realised, Dan would come to find me, I was his main prize, he wanted revenge on me. So he got some people, to take me away. I was buried, and they would come every day, take me from the ground, and feed me, very little. By the time I was taken to the hospital, 3 months ago, I had contracted many diseases.
But then if I was gone, why did people think I was dead? Well, Oli wanted to keep Dan from looking for me, so he kidnapped my brother, Harry. He beat him, until he was almost unrecognisable, covered in bruises, scars, blood, all right in front of me. And then they shaved his head, so they couldn't tell his hair was different to mine. Then they shot him in the same place as they shot me, and then they shot him more, and more." By now, tears are streaming down my face.
"The things that I got from this experience was, a hand that doesn't work, traumatising nightmares, brain damage, basically, I easily forget things, like names, what I was meant to be doing. I lost my brother, and my family. Not only that, I lost my happiness, I lost who I really was, and I don't think it will ever come back"
I wipe my tears and look hard into the camera. "Remember, value your family, your happiness, because you never know, when it can be taken away from you, bye." I sigh, I turn off the camera.
Slowly I walk downstairs to see Joe and Caspar talking, I stand by the door and they don't see me.
"I don't think I want Tash near him" Caspar sighs.
"He can't really help it, it's Olis fault" Joe growls.
"Oli was our best buddy! We can't just abandon him, we should go visit him in prison."
"Casp, have you gone mad?! He kidnapped people! He killed Phils brother! Phil has been traumatised for petes sake!"
"You're right, but I'm still not letting Tash near Phil, who knows what he's capable of, like the doctor said, he is traumatised, he has problems!" Caspar spits, sadness bubbles inside me.
"You're right, what am I capable of?" I sigh sarcastically, leaning on the door.
"Phil, I'm sorry, but you're unwell." He says.
"Physically! But I'm mentally fine!" I lie.
"Don't lie, what's my name?" He asks, causing Joe to hit his arm.
"It's..." Now he's asked me, it's slipped out of my mind.
"It's Caspar, but don't worry, you'll get better" Joe smiles.
