3

34 3 0
                                    

Three weeks passed and Dan has gone through surgery for a collapsed lung and two broken ribs. He was finally stabilized but was in a coma. Phil entered the beige colored room, looking around and then looking at the bed that has his best friend laying there. Tears filled Phil's eyes as he saw the state Dan was in. Bruises and scrapes covered his arms and cheeks. Life being given to him by a machine next to him. He walked slowly towards the bed and gripped the handles and more tears came out of his light blue eyes. "I'm so sorry Dan, I didn't mean what I said... I was just so angry" He didn't see Dan's left hand twitch. "It was a pointless argument.... Over something so stupid. And for me to say what I did?" Phil shook his head and chuckled a little " so stupid.." He mumbled to himself. "Please come back Dan, We.. I miss you. I can't handle seeing you like this anymore!" He screamed " You being connected to a machine through needles, your life depending on this machine. IT'S NOT FAIR". Phil fell down to the ground, on hand gripping the rail crying.

Dan's face twitched. Then his hands and toes. Slowly Dan's eyes opened. He looked around seeing a slightly blurry beige room with two house plants next to the window in front of him. He heard crying beside him and he looked down. There was a man in his room, crying and saying that it wasn't fair repeatedly. Dan looked up to the ceiling and sighed, fliching a little as his chest was still sore. He heard shifting and turned his attention to the strange man in him room.

Phil sniffed and rubbed his eyes with the sleeves of his jacket. He looked at Dan's bed and his eyes widened in shock. There layed Dan, awake and looking back at him were a pair of curious chocolate brown eyes.

Im Sorry  | PhanWhere stories live. Discover now