phils pov~
I read Dan's message, I cried while doing so. I flet horrible for leaving him like that, but if he returned their would be this awkward silence between us. I wanted to see Dan again and just tell him that I'm sorry and just hold him close. I missed his smile, his laugh, his horrible jokes I act like I hated, but quite loved. I missed the way he talked to me when I felt down, I missed every inch about him; and it is eating me alive, the anger, the sadness, my guilt.
I felt constantly trapped in my own skin, I couldn't be myself without Dan by my side; comforting me. I truly want him back here and forget about everything but I know it can't be like that, unfortunately. Suddenly I feel a pain shock through my leg, I gasped in pain and griped my leg. Then I felt another large pain in my heart, it feels like someone is ripping my heart out from the inside. I begin to scream for help, calling out for anyone. A shock way of pain fills my lungs, I've lost my ability to breathe. Then, I see darkness; I can't see anything.
Instantly, I don't feel anymore pain; it doesn't feel like my body is being torn apart from the inside. I still see darkness, but no more pain. I hear a faint beeping noise in the distance, almost like I'm in a hospital room. It hits me, I'm in a hospital room. I use every inch of strength left in my body to open my eyes. Once my eyes open, my jaw drops. I see my mum, dad, and Martin. I am utterly confused, why am I here? What just happened? All of these questions filling my head makes my mind race, and soon enough I am hyperventilating. My mum rushed to my side and holds my hand, I look at her, I can't show an expression, I can't even move my mouth. I want to scream and run away, I want to see Dan; I need to.
"Doctor, Doctor, he's awake, Phil is awake!" My mum starts to call for a doctor, what has happened, did I hurt myself? "You're going to be okay", she looks at me and smiles, I can tell there are tears in her eyes. I give a slight nod and lay my head on the pillow. Now, the doctor enters.
"Hey Phil, how are you feeling?" I nod up and down, I can't speak, so I attempt to let him know I'm okay. I don't truly care about my health at the moment, I need to apologize to Dan. I'm not quite sure why I would need to apologize to him, I don't care. "You seem like you're doing well, we'll run a few tests today and be sure to have you home by tomorrow", he smiles and walks out of my room. I look once again at my family around me, I'm so confused, what just happened?
"M-Mum", I attempt to blurt out. "What happened, why am I here?" My Mum doesn't even answer, I can see the large amount of teas in her eyes. She looks back at Martin and back at me.
"I'll tell him", Martyn rested his hand on my Mum's shoulder and gave a small grin. I looked at my arms and legs. My legs were terribly bruised, you could barley see my pale skin; only the black and blue patches strangling my them. I lift up my right arm and see the three needles poking inside my skin. One is putting blood into my body, and the other two are putting a clear liquid into my forearm and slightly above it.
"So Phil, what do you last remember", Martyn sits next to me and holds my hand, squeezing it every few seconds. "It's okay Phil", why does everyone keep telling me that?
"Well, I remember being in my flat and feeling a pain in my chest. Then the pain began to spread everywhere. Next thing I knew, I woke up here with everyone telling me, it's going to be okay".
"Uh Phil, are you sure that wasn't a dream, or maybe a hallucination?" I nod no, I know it was real, it felt so real. I remember feeling the couch, the shocking pain in my chest. I mostly remember the pain of missing Dan the most. "I was just asking because that's not what happened. What really happened was, you were in your flat and must have fell down the stairs. When you fell you landed on the side of the red potted plant and really hurt your head, you called Mum, she called the hospital. After it happened the doctors said that you would wake up in a matter of days. But it wasn't like that , you didn't wake up for 5 months; maybe the pain you remember is you waking up from the coma". I sat there in complete shock with my jaw open, I could feel my eyes burn.
"Then where's D-Dan; I need to talk to h-him", I use all of the strength in my body to ask the most important question about a very important person.
In unison my Mum, Dad, and Martyn all say, "Who's Dan?"
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