Best Friends?

Chapter 7

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Chapter 7 - Confessions

Brett's POV

Opening my eyes for the first time in a month was great. Seeing Christie and Dad was even greater. I had been tested a lot to see if I was physically and mentally okay. All results came through normal. Thank God. I stayed in the hospital for two weeks after I woke up going through physio therapy. It was surprisingly hard to walk after not doing it for a month, like my brain had forgotten how to do it. I always thought being in a coma would be like they were on some soaps that Mom used to watch were the girl was in a coma and the guy would pour his heart out then the girl woulf=d wake up and they'd live happily ever after, well in my coma all I got was a month long dream, it was really wierd at some parts like when Christie started telling me she loved me. As if that would happen she's my best friend we've been through thick and thin. Nothing like that would happen in this reality.

After I got out of hospital I stayed at home for a week then went back to school. I was the school celebrity when I went back, the girls would give me a card and a kiss on the cheek and the guys wanted to see the scar. Some year 7 saw it and barfed, that was the hilight of my day. All through my sudden popularity Christie hardly ever spoke to me, we were in chemistry solving a balanced equations. I asked her what the answer was, because she's really smart, and all she did was point at her page. Yeah, she gave me the answer but  she didn't talk. 

By lunch I was getting tired with the silent treatment so after I had escaped my new fan mob I confronted her.

"What have I done for you not to talk to me, I've known you for twelve years so I usually know when I've done something but right now I feel like I'm in the dark."  I shout getting the attention of the courtyard.

"It's because you don't remember, I thought you felt like I do but I don't know if you do and I'm scared that is you don't then our friendship will be destroyed." She cried. I felt like she was talking in another language because I didn't understand a word she said.

"What are you talking about?" I say dragging her into the hallway, not wanting anymore attention.

"See! You don't remember." Tears are streaming done her cheeks.

"Well... Let's forget that anything ever happened go back to being us, the normal us." I suggested 

"Okay." She says and walk off just as the bell rings, signalling the end of lunch and the start of my whole different friendship, I know Christie and she never forgets.

I sit in English, away from Christie, next to Emma. Staring out the window trying to figure out what I had forgotten.

"So do you want to come the the One Direction concert?" Emma asks

"Erm Don't know. When is it?"

"This January."

"Oh sorry, I can't."

"Oh well maybe next time." She chimes

"Get me a souvneir instead."

"Okay, what size t-shirt are you?"

"Medium but get me a Large I like baggy clothes."

School ended quicker than I thought it would, walking alone I was contemplating on my problem with Christie when a thought came into my head, well not really a though more of a memory. It was of Christie saying she loves me. No but maybe. Could it really be. Maybe that the dream I though was a dream really was real and that Christie really does love me.

Christie's POV

My stomach was filled with butterflies when I was making the walk to Brett's room when the doctor gave the all clear. My mind was swamped with a mix of emotions; joy,love,doubt,more doubt. What if he didn't love me, what if he does love me? A lot of what ifs. My hand raised for the handle, pushing then walking in. Brett looked at me then at his father behind me. His eyes filled with life. You wouldn,t have thought minutes ago he was in a coma.

"Dad!" he croaked

His father ran to his side giving him the biggest hug I've ever saw him give. I stood near the door, letting Brett and his father have their reunion. Looking down at my feet.

"After a month of me being in a coma and all you do is stand in the corner." I hear Brett say, I notice that he's talking to me.

"I just thought..."

"Come 'ere." He says putting out his arms, wires still attatched to him. I go over to him, he embraces me in his arms.

"You did hear me." I say tears coming to me eyes.

"Hear what?" He replies. Those two word make my heart sink deep down into me. He didn't hear me. How?

"Do you remember anything while you were in a coma?" I ask

"Not much just what happened then everything went weird. Doctor said it must have been a dream." He replies

"What did you dream of?" I question him

"Not much just stuff."

"You don't remember do you?" Tom asks

"No." He laughs. That felt like a punch in the guts. He didn't remember anything or he does and he doesn't want to say.

I stopped until mum came and said her congrats then I went home. I visited Brett while he was still in hospital, avoiding anymore embarrassment. When he came out I went over once for tea then never saw him until school, which I still didn't talk much. Thank god for the new Brett mob at school they kept him away from me a lot on the first day except for lunch where he had the audacity to argue to me aout ignoring him. Well that's boys for you, useless at love.

The second of school was worse than the first the mob had died down and Abby wanted to know what happened between me and Brett. I said nothing but she was persistant sking and asking until I told her.

"I knew it!" She screamed at lunch in the music room.

"What?" I asked completley surprised

"Well you two were around each other a lot and you were petty much already a couple. Minus the smooching and sex"

"No we weren't!" I shout frabbing the attention of the teacher

"Shurt it." He said in his scottish accent.

"So what are you gonna do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well arre you gonna tell him?" She whispers

"I don't know. He might just like me not love me."

"There is a way to find out." She muses

"How?" I say a little too over excited

"Well if he loves you, he wouldn't like you going out with another boy."

"I couldn't do that. Could I?"

"If you do it right it will work."

"Well I dunno, he'll think I'm a slut."

"No he won't if he truly loves you. A little angry but he'll get over it." She says like she does it everyday.

"If I did ,and it's a bif if, do this which boy would I have to date?"

"Erm if I was you I would pick the biggest player in school."

"You mean Jack Smith?" I ask shocked. Abby nods her head with a mischievous grin.

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