Living London (An AmazingPhil and Danisnotonfire fanfiction)

Chapter 46: Restoration

*Rachel POV*

My eyes opened to a quick spinning of light overhead. I felt myself trying to close my eyes so that I wouldn't get dizzy. The image stood still. I was staring at a ceiling.

I dragged my body backwards so I could sit up, and then looked in front of me.

I had been in a room very similar to this one before - twice. I was in the hospital. Hospital rooms usually look the same. I might as well have been in the same room that Dan and Phil were both in during their sicknesses. It was like we were taking turns being terribly sick. There was no awful beeping sound of a heart monitor like there was in movies, but I felt slightly disappointed. Maybe I wasn't good enough for a monitor. Wouldn't that complete the whole deal? I kind of wanted one.

I thought over what I remembered from the night before, but it was all a blur in my head. Some things I could almost tell were from a dream, but what seemed likely to be real and what was probably a dream blurred together as one progression in my head - one thing overlapping the other, completely unclear.

A nurse came into my room.

"Hello," I greeted awkwardly. I wasn't exactly sure how to greet someone who had probably dragged my nearly dead body on a stretcher and then cleaned pee off of myself for the last, I don't know, how long have I even been here?

"You're awake," she said. She didn't sound surprised or anything. But I suppose she was used to people being passed out and waking up. What would a life like that be like?

"Yep," I said, filling the silence.

"I'll get the doctor in here. How are you feeling?"

How was I feeling? I didn't exactly know.

"Fine, I guess."

She looked at her watch and wrote something down. Then, she left.

I looked around the room some more, and thought about how long I had been here, and how much more time I would be here. Everything was white, and it kind of hurt my eyes. I thought having white-everything would be bad for a hospital. Couldn't you stain that with a number of things? Um, never mind. Don't think about that.

I noticed that I had a side-table-like-thing. And there was something on it, too. I went to pick it up, but then realized my right arm had an IV in it. I looked at the IV for a while, and thought about whether or not my arm felt weird having it in. I didn't know the answer.

I picked up the thing off of my side-table, and noticed that it was a small book with a note on it, along with my phone.

"Please call us when you're awake," was written in Dan's handwriting. Underneath it, "We miss you," in Phil's handwriting. Then there was Dan and Phil doodled messily in the bottom right corner that could have been drawn by either of them, but my guess, Phil.

The book was one of my favorites, Fahrenheit 451, a book that I read in early high school, but never seemed to get rid of. I had brought it with me when I came to England, back to America when I went back, and back again to England. It was one of the few books that I had kept with me. I stared at its cover. 

"Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as though you'd drop dead in seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories."

The doctor came in with a bright smile and asked me how I was feeling. I told him I didn't know. He mentioned pain medication.

"So, what happened? How long have I been here?" I immediately asked.

"Yesterday, according to your friends, you all went around London for a day off, and then you went to sleep at the end of the day. You haven't been emotionally well, they said, and additionally, you haven't been eating. Both things contributed to what happened. Alone it probably wouldn't have happened, but together they can cause a lot of harm."

"So, I had a mental breakdown, and wasn't healthy, so I freaked out and passed out?"

"Yes, you could say that," he said.

"And I've been here with this," I pointed to my IV, "to restore me back to health?"

"Yes," he said, "But you've just woken up, and while the IV gives you nutrients through the tube, you need to eat solid food."

"Right. That makes sense."

"We will be building your health up over these next few days," the doctor said. "And then you may go."

"Okay," I said.

The doctor nodded and left the room, walking with the speed of someone who has something to do.

I turned on my phone, and stared at it for a few seconds, trying to decide whether to call Dan and Phil right now. I wasn't sure if I was ready.

So I read.

...

I set the book down and sighed. I was anxious about it all. I didn't like causing scenes, and that's what I did, even if it wasn't my fault. What was I supposed to say?

After a few minutes of this, I reasoned with myself and thought that it was better now than later.

I dialed Dan's number.

He immediately picked up, "heLLO?" His voice rose in emotion. He seemed like he was excited, or waiting for the call, or something else, I don't know. It was cute.

"Hi. Well, I'm awake."

"We'll be right there," he said.

"Dan?"

"What?" He asked.

I felt my stomach stir at what I was about to say. My thoughts were stirring around in my head, and I felt myself biting my tongue, trying to hold it back.

"I love you."

There was a pause, "I love you too."

My heart beat a million times a minute.

"Thank you," I replied awkwardly. I then hung up the phone immediately out of embarrassment.

I could've just slapped myself right then and there.

I remembered him rocking my weak body as I was about to pass out, and I remembered the look on his face as I was being probably taken away by an ambulance. Even if Dan had hurt me, he was always there for me from crashing funerals to saving my life. 

Dan was there for me when I wasn't there for myself. I loved him. He was pure, he was honest, and he tried so hard for me when I was impossible. I didn't want there to be a time in my life where he wasn't in the picture. 

Tears formed in my eyes, but soon I knew they needed to be gone. Dan and Phil would be here soon, and I didn't want to be crying. Today was a good day. I was alive, and I had the best friends in the entire world.