**Frank's P.O.V.**
"She- he seems to be recovering well..." Said a woman, I presumed to be a nurse.
"Should we wake him up?" Said a man, I again presumed to be a nurse.
"No need, he's awake now." Said the woman.
"Oh... Hello Frank."
Frank? Why the fuck...
I used all my strength to open my eyes, seeing two nurse's heads hanging over me.
"I'm Dr. Stump, you can call me Patrick," said the man, "and this is Dr. Nestor."
"Call me Jamia." Said Dr. Nestor.
A small smile spread across my face, which they wouldn't be able to see because of all the equipment on my mouth.
"Do you remember what happened, Frank?" Asked Jamia, as Patrick walked away slowly to the hospital bed next to me.
I instantly thought of my mother... The dream I had... Was it a dream?
"Mm mm." I said, clearly meaning no.
"You got hit... By a truck."
Oh... Okay.
Well I'm still breathing so that's good.
"You've been in a medically induced coma for the last 3 days... You're recovering smoothly."
Sweet.
"Your friend Gerard, he's here too. He went into a severe case of shock, but he's okay now."
Come on. All he wanted was coffee.
"A woman came by earlier, left you this note,"
Jamia carefully placed down the note in my pale hand.
"She told us to call you Frank, and refer to you as a boy... I think this note is important."
Guys the name Frank started autocorrecting to Flank without me realising, so when I edited this chapter I started laughing way too much.
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Seriously, mentally replace Frank with Flank, you won't regret it. Its hilarious.
Edit : Thank You guys so much for 2K+ reads, this is actually insane to me, people actually like what I'm creating.
Edit 2 : Some shit is happening in my life, so updates will take a little longer to come through. Thank you all for waiting.
