One Heart- The Greatest Showman

Chapter 25

A/N- Happy One month anniversary! Thank you guys for all you support and kindness in regards to this book! It really means a lot to me!

Phillip's Pov 

Barnum and his family came by the next day to see how Lizzy and myself were doing. P.T and Charity agreed to watch over Lizzy while I had to go walk around, something about my skin and having to do some exercise in order to keep it from going stiff and making it even harder to walk. I didn't really listen to the whole story, I was paying more attention to Lizzy. 

Helen and Caroline walked around the hospital with me, telling me stories about everything which had happened since I was placed here. Anne pasted us and Caroline went off with her in order to learn more about dancing - leaving me with Helen.

"So what have you been up to?" I asked, my voice slowly returning to normal after cracking a bit. 

"Hmm, nothing much. Just reading stories and playing circus with Caroline" She explained as she "balanced" on the tiled floor. 

"What stories?" I  attempted to continue the conversation so I would be so drawn to go back to Lizzy. 

"Oh just the usual. Cinderella and sleeping beauty, those kind of stories." She hummed in response, continuing to walk along the tiles edge. 

"Cinderella?" I pondered, trying to remember to story. It had been so long since I had heard that one, my mother would read it to Hannah before bed. "I think I remember that one."

Helen turned in order to face me. "I told Lizzy that it remaindered me of you are her." She stated as she walked backwards, somehow avoiding all the nurses and doctors coming her way. 

I paused, feeling exhausted, and took a seat on a near by chair while Helen threw herself onto the one next to me. 

"Cinderella? Reminds you of me and Lizzy?" I questioned, trying to remember to story to see if it beared any resemblance to Lizzy and I. 

"Of course. Though the second time I told Lizzy, she said  'Romeo and Juliet' was more fitting, but nobody dies." Helen announced as she tugged at her denim over dress. "But I think Cinderella because you are prince charming." 

I muffled a little laugh when she told me this. 

"Lizzy is obviously Cinderella, and everyone is trying to keep you apart because you are a prince and she is just a girl. But in the end, the get their happily ever after." She concluded. 

I sat their in silence for a bit, taken back by what Helen had just told me. Not that is was bad or anything, just taken back by how accurate it was.  I have fair skin and she has dark skin, and that is the, so call, reason and logic behind the majority trying to keep us apart. 

"Anyway, we should go back now." She stated, out of the blue, before jumping up to skip back towards where her parents were. 

She sung the whole way back, something I had heard Charity sing to the two girls before they go to sleep. 

"Every night I lie in bed. The brightest colours in my head. A million dreams keeping me awake."

I chuckled lightly as we turned the corner, seeing P.T, Charity, Caroline and Anne waiting on the other side of the ward door.

"What's wrong?" I asked urgently, worried that something might of happened to Lizzy while I was out.  

Barnum came over and sat me down on a chair before explaining what had happen to Lizzy during my absence.

*****

Elizabeth's Pov

By the time I had opened my eyes, I immediately wished I didn't. The bright lights were so intense and I had four or five people surrounding around me, all of which were wearing white coats.

They stayed for a little while before leaving. I attempted to get out of the bed but this failed. Everywhere hurt. I could barely move my head and the healing wounds on my shoulder made nothing easier.

There seemed to be some sort of drama outside. I couldn't see much from the small glass panel in the door but I could hear a raised voice.

Not long after, a man came barging in. Looking side to side desperately before his eyes met mine.

He looked a lot different that when I last saw him. I mean he was still him, blue eyes, wavy brown hair and his smile, but he had a couple of burns and cuts around his face.

"Lizzy?" Phillip called out, trying to see if I was real or just a mirage.

"Phillip?" I barely managed to breathe out as my voice disappeared in mid air. 

He ran over, to the best of his ability, and sat on the side of the bed - grabbing my hand and rubbing his thumb over the back of it. 

Barnum, Charity, Anne and the girls came in. The girls sprinting up to me and hugging me. Anne smiling, almost crying that I was now awake. 

Everyone began to recount what had happened in the past four and a half days. Posting me about everything, big or small, that had happened. 

We sat there for a while before everyone began to give me some space, time to rest and properly recover as the doctor said. 

On the plus side, he said I should be able to go home in another day or two while Phillip was being discharged tomorrow. 

Phillip laid in the bed next to mine, staring at me for the rest of the day. Making sure that nothing changed. 

"Can I ask you something?" He inquired after I saw him look from my shoulder and back to me. 

I nodded, trying to turn my self over onto my side in order to face him. 

"Anne mentioned something about scars on your back. I was just wondering if you would tell me how you got them." 

Phillip spoke carefully, as if he was worried that I was going to react badly if he said the wrong words. 

"Okay." I replied. His facial expression defiantly showed me that was not the answer he was expecting. "But in that case, I am going to start from the start." 

Phillip's eyes raised, as he gave my hand a quick squeeze, trying to decipher what I meant. 

I took a deep breathe before speaking again. 

"I have had enough of keeping secrets, I know your past. So you should know mine." 

I said, my green eyes meeting with his blue ones.