Anarchy - Phan

Chapter 5

My mind is in-between unconsciousness and reality as I feel myself being lifted up again. These hands feel different though, they're gentle. But the grip on my shoulders feels familiar and intrusive and I whimper as I unsuccessfully attempt to shield myself from any more hits. "Dan, it's okay. It's me, Phil. Don't worry, I'm going to take you to the hospital okay? But I need you to stay awake and help me out here." Phil whispers, holding me up. I nod and slowly try to sit up straight, my head spinning forcing me to shut my eyes. Everything hurts and I grit my teeth as I shuffle around awkwardly. Phil offers me some help and soon I'm sitting up. Everything around me is spinning. "I'm so sorry, Dan. If I hadn't said anything, they wouldn't have hit you so hard. I'm so sorry." The last part of that sentence comes out as a whisper as fresh tears fill Phil's eyes.

"That's not true." I manage to get out, knowing that I'm lying straight through my teeth. But I can't help but divert my thoughts as to why Phil's being so nice. Surely this has to be some sort of joke? Nobody's ever bothered to help before, so why now? The pounding in my head, though still resembling a constant drilling in my skull, has gone down a bit and Phil takes my arm, slowly taking me to his car. "Everything's going to be fine okay?"

My response comes out as an unintelligible mumble as I look up at him, taking in his appearance for the first time. My vision is blurry and my eyes feel heavy and swollen, but I can see the blood on Phil's face and the dark bruises that are forming.

I screw my eyes shut as I'm taken out into the cold air. Everything is silent, the students all in lessons. We limp through the parking and get to Phil's car. He lifts me up slightly and my eyes quickly shut, a defence mechanism that has long since embedded into me. Gently, I'm placed into the passenger seat of Phil's car and buckled up. He shuts the door and limps to the other side, getting in, and I hear him hiss in pain as he puts on his belt.

The car whirs into action and soon, we're speeding out of the school and towards the hospital. My breathes become heavy as I make every physical effort possible to stay awake. My body feels numb with pain and I'm starting to wonder if falling asleep right now would just be the right thing to do, it being the very thing my body is trying to do and my mind is trying to fight. "Dan please stay awake." Phil pleads, looking over to me.

I see the red light before Phil does.

He's looking right at me and he speeds straight through while I'm mumbling, trying my best to warn him. But he just keeps going, not understanding my soft yet insistent protests; and the truck keeps coming too. Suddenly everything happens at once, my hazy brain fighting to keep up with everything. Phil turns sideways, but so does the truck and before I know it, something's crushing into me from the side, the impact sending me flying forwards, knocking the breath from my lungs as I strain to breathe. There's a persistent, dull pain in my abdomen and I can feel blood flowing down my forehead.

I see icy shards of glass raining down on us and the intense sharp pain can only tell me that they're not just landing around us. I feel the excruciating pain for a few more seconds, like nothing I had felt before. Once again the pain subsides into a dull ache and into a feeling of numbness overpowering my body before I'm inundated in black.

Helloooooo.
This chapter is very short but I promise that chapter 6 is a lot more exciting and I'm so excited to write that!! It'll be a lot longer as well so it'll be up as soon as physically possible! :))
-N