Savage - Phanfic

Chapter Nineteen

Dans pov

All I hear are mutters. I forget about everything currently. What am I doing? What am I thinking? My eyes were shut, and my will to live was at a low point.

I didn't even put any effort into opening my eyes, because as I would do so, the nurse would come in and get in my business. All I wanted was to be left alone and to contemplate about everything. I felt the urge to think about what I did. How it makes me feel. I never seemed to think about that and sighed.

It felt unreal. I finally open my eyes. To be honest, it was a squint at first but then it developed to become a wide open form.

As I looked outside, I realized I was in Manchester. My eyes roamed the hospital room. I felt the urge to get up and view Manchester. I bit my lip, slightly excited that I was in Manchester. I never been to a place rather than my hometown.

My happiness went away when the nurse came into the room. But I realized it was a different nurse than previously.

Not knowing what to do, I shut my eyes quickly and breathed in.

"Da-"

"Huh." I got up and looked at her. The girl had a blank expression but her face seemed welcoming.

"There's someone who wants to see you." She mumbles.

"One person or two?" I ask, thinking of my parents. They probably wanted to take a visit. I , no way in hell, wanted to see them here.

"No, just one." She muttered and then formed a weak smile. I questioned her action, she seemed awkward. I could tell she was new because she seemed young and had a uniform different than the other nurses. It didn't matter though because I had no knowledge of their uniforms or somewhat.

I was confused as to who came to stop by. It was either my mom or my dad. How happy I am to see them.. I sighed. This is unreal. I should've died.

I decided to finally get up.

"Stay here." Said the nurse, knowing that I agreed to seeing whoever visited.
She seemed to beckon the person to cone into the room.

I rubbed my eyes, my vision was blurry from waking up. As I opened them, a familiar face walks towards me.

"PHIL?!" I managed to blabber out.

He seemed calm. He was wearing a plaid black and white sweater. His hands were behind his back. He walked slowly to me.

"Hi Dan." He chuckled a little.
"Phil-" I repeat, forcefully. You chuckled a little as well. "Sorry, I - thought you were my mom coming to visit me and all. I wasn't expecting you."

He put his hands in his pocket. Phil scoffed,
"Actually, uh, I was a little um.."
He didn't finish what he said. I just looked up at him, expecting an explaination.

"You know, as a friend, I would be kind of, umm.." He managed to speak.

"I get it, I get it.." I said, sort of fed up. Phil noticed and he laid back a little, backing up from you.
I didn't want to seem rude. It was a kind gesture. Plus, Phil visited before your parents.

"Phil, thank you." I finally say. He appreaciated it by winking. About to back up and leave, he suddenly says something else. "So, I.. kind of figured.. My mum-" I sighed. At these terms, I wasn't keen of Phil's mum.
"Was able to find this." Phil finished after I sighed.
Pulling out his hand from his pocket, he took out a small, shiny, silver card. This silver card was the only one I knew. I knew what it was.

I gasped, takenaback from the gift.

A gamecard from my favorite video game shop.

The dork inside me squeled. Outside, it was like I was a cold soul.
You looked at him, before he left. You thanked him one more time and said something before he left. "We need to talk about this next week.." I mumble.

Meaning that I wanted him to come over to discuss some things.