Chapter 3~ The call

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Phil's P.O.V.

I reached the house and just slumped myself down into mine and Dan's favourite place to sit. The conversations that were spread here and the actions brought tears to my eyes. I blinked hard and closed my eyes tight. I hope this is a dream, I don't want this to be my reality where I'm the forgotten one. I felt myself slowly drift off into sleep. I hadn't slept properly for days. Sleeping alone is harder and a process I don't ever want to live again. Before I met Dan, I lived with my parents. Then university, then back with Mum and Dad. Martyn had moved out of "Home" when I left for university. Then, I met Dan at a friend's party. As soon as I laid my eye's on him I knew he would become, very special in my life forever; And it happened. I bet Dan thought the same but I don't know and I will never know now because he's gone. Forever maybe. I don't know! I slept for what seemed like a while but wasn't. I looked around. It was still the same dull day, in my too bright and colourful apartment of ours and feeling absolutely shit from head to toe, as I didn't know how to cope with what was happening. I went to stand up when I heard a noise of my annoying ringtone which is getting old. 'I need to change it' I thought. I didn't want to speak to anyone right now; until I looked at my phones screen. "HOSPITAL" it said it big letters and I knew I had to answer it. It will be updates on Dan. "Hello?"  I answered.                          "Hello. Am I speaking to Phillip Lester?"   The young women's voice replied.                                               "Yes Speaking."                                                                                                                                                                       "Oh Hello! I know you are probably wondering what is happening with Dan. Well it's hard to explain but I'll give it my best.  When Dan's accident occurred he hit his head where his memory cell is, leading for him to lose most memories. He know's how to read simple words and talk  short words but he can't count, he doesn't remember what has happened and he... doesn't know himself. Did you find this out this morning?"                                                                                               I cleared my throat to speak "Um... Yes I did. When he woke this morning he asked me what had happened and where he was. I answered that he was in London's hospital and had been in an accident. He then looked confused and asked who I  was and who he was. Of course one of the nurses then walked in seeing me crying and Dan too, as it must be terrifying for him as well as for all of us. I have a question."                                                                                                                                              "Oh yes. I will be able to answer any question's as possible to make you feel up to date."                 

"Will Dan ever remember what he has lost?"....                                                            

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