Vita et Mors - Danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil Fanfiction

Chapter 11

A/N: I've really avoided my homework, like a major problem. I can't skip class, I'll be found out, but I might get into trouble... I don't want to, but as I've mentioned before, I've mastered the art of procrastination!

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(Gemma's POV)

I faintly heard voices around me, but it was like trying to listen underwater. As they became clearer, I recognised the speakers. They were Sophie, Dan and Phil! I tried to open my eyes, but nothing happened. I remembered my accident, if you could call it that. I must be in hospital or something... I can't tell.

It's seems like it has been a while since I've woken, yet I still can't do anything. From what I've heard from Sophie, Dan and Phil, I've been in hospital for a while. I now know I'm in hospital because Dan was complaining that the hospital gift shop had run out of maltesers.

I don't think I can do anything but sleep. However, I don't want to. Last time I slept, it was when that man stabbed me. I can recall the pain before the nothingness. Just incase something bad happens, I don't want to sleep, but I have to. I'm so tired, but I have no idea how long I've been awake and asleep.

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I've woken up again, but I still can't do anything. I can't hear voices anymore, but instead there is a soft snoring. It must be night time, or maybe nap time. Probably night, because I don't think Dan and Phil nap, and Sophie certainly doesn't.

I'm trying really hard to open my eyes, but I can't, it's like they're glued down along with the rest of my body. I try to do something, anything, but nothing happens, or at least I don't think so. I wonder if I will ever be able to live again. A little while ago, I heard a nurse come in whilst there was some commotion about me waking up. I wish. I heard that I'm in a coma, and that Dan was despairing but Sophie thought I'd wake up soon. How soon is soon?

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I fell asleep again, but I have a feeling it was a longer sleep than I've been having. I don't know if that's bad or good, I can't tell.

As I try to open my eyes, lots of images flashes in front of my eyes. Memories, from when I was a child to now in a matter of milliseconds. Then, my world shuts.

(Sophie's POV)

Dan, Phil and I are sitting doing nothing. It's been a day short of a month since Gemma was stabbed, but apart from that one episode, we have no clue as to when, not if, she will wake.

I've been loosing weight since I've been in hospital because we are living off the money we have on us because none of us dare to leave the hospital. We hardly leave Gemma's room.

Fortunately, a few friends of Dan and Phil's visited two days ago. Louise and Zoe was with them and they bought us a large meal and went back to our apartments to fetch money. Meanwhile, we told the story to PJ, Chris, Jack, Finn, Alfie, Marcus, Caspar and several others. I haven't seen them since, but they said they'd come back soon, maybe in about three days time.

Once again, the heart monitor picks up. We all sit straighter, wondering if she was going to wake. It had done that around twenty times now. As it slowed, we all slumped in our seats. Clearly, we would have to wait longer. Because, I will not think of a bad situation for us to stop waiting, where Gemma was no more.

*BANG*

Gemma sat up, her eyes flying open. She was awake!

"Gemma!" We all yelled, hugging her. Strangely, she pushed us all away.

"What... Who... Why..." She said, looking between us in confusion.

"I'm so glad you're awake," I grinned, beaming at her. I looked at Dan and he was smiling even bigger than me, if that was possible.

"But..." Gemma said. "I don't understand. Why am I here?"

"You were... Stabbed," Dan explained, as we all frowned. Why didn't she remember, it wasn't an easy thing to forget. I placed a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged me off, something she had never done before.

"But, WHY?! Who stabbed me?! Where am I?! Who are you?!" Gemma cried. My face fell. Memory loss. She didn't remember me. My best friend, lifelong companion, didn't remember me.

"Who am I?" Gemma whispered, her voice broken and her face dispiriting.

A/N: ooh, memory loss! I can't believe this is, like, the third chapter I've uploaded tonight instead of doing my homework. I guess I'll just print off what I have done, photocopy someone else's and wet it so much that it becomes illegible and call it mine... Will that work?