My dreamless sleep didn't last long. I'm dreaming. I see a figure about 5 metres away from me, standing, looking in the opposite direction. The figure is very tall, almost my height, but just a little bit shorter. Another figure appears, a little taller. The figures seem to be getting closer to me, but then I look down to realise I'm walking.
"...Peej, try to understand, It's not my fault that I'm ill, please don't leave me alone, I need a friend..." the taller figure seems to be talking a rushed voice, panic washing over him.
"I'm...just..tired..of you. Nobody cares about me. All they care about is you. Every day, I've been starving myself, but nobody cares..I think it's time we went separate ways..." the shorter figure is more relaxed and calm, and talks in a very serious tone. He sighs and starts to walk away, the taller figure following him.
"But, listen...maybe, just maybe, I'll get better?" the taller of the two suggests, but the shorter ne isn't listening. I follow them both, as they pick up speed while walking; I find it hard to keep up. They both disappear out of the building, and just as I'm about to get out, I hear a loud bang. I rush outside to find the shorter figure, now my friend Peej, lying in the middle of the road, blood pouring out of his head. The taller figure suddenly looks up, and I realise it's me. I stay still, shocked with horror.
"Dan, promise...me...That you will do everything we wanted to do. All of our ten wishes...Please?"
"Yes, of course Peej, we'll finish our ten wishes together. The ambulance will be here any moment now"
Peej suddenly chuckles. "You know that's not true Dan...I'm dying. Just...just promise me, okay?"
" I promise" I sigh. His green eyes suddenly drain of all the light they had. I silent sob escapes my lips. And then come the tears. They can't stop. I'm howling now. I kneel down and hold onto Peej. But my dream is ending. Everything is fading. I try to cling onto to Peej's shirt, but everything slowly dissolves around me, until I'm holding onto nothing. I'm in a dark room and I can't see anything. I try to call out but my throat is dry.
"You promised Dan" a voice echoes. And suddenly there are voices everywhere. All of them chanting the same thing. "You promised Dan" They get louder and louder by every passing second, to the point where I can't even hear myself think. Suddenly, a light appears, a figure walks out of the light, and I can tell right away that it's Peej. But this Peej is different than the one I knew. His head is bent in an odd angle and blood is covering his whole body.
"You promised Danny" He hisses at me. I scream.
"Dan?! Are you okay?" I open my eyes to a confused looking Phil.
"Um, yes, I'm alright" I'm really not. I've been having this nightmare since Peej died. I know he wants me to complete our ten wishes, but I'm too ill and lonely.
"You were screaming and I got scared..."Phil sighed."Bad dream?" I nod.
"You know you can tell me about it..."he said, smiling. No, I can't tell Phil about this yet. I mean, he just met me yesterday. As weird as I am, I don't want him to think I'm even weirder. I quickly change the subject.
"So, do you like Pokémon?" I ask, hoping this will distract him. It does.
"Oh, yes, I love Pokémon! I'm quiet childish for a doctor really...I like Lions, Adventure Time, Death Note, Muse, and so much other stuff! I also have loads of plushies at home! They're adorable..."I smile as I see him getting excited over these little things...surprisingly; he likes a lot of stuff I like.
"What do you like?" he asks, grinning at me.
"Um, llamas are pretty damn hot..." I chuckle, winking at him. Winking at him. I cough as I realise what I had just done. To my relief, he winks back, laughing. I watch as a little bit of his tongue slips out of his mouth while he's laughing, and he puts a hand over it to cover it.
"Sorry, I hate my laugh!" he smiles.
He picks up my breakfast from the table and hands it over.
"How much do you love Pokémon?" he suddenly asks.
"This much!" I giggle, showing him my Pokémon pyjamas.
"I have those too!" he laughs. "Look at this!" he says, and takes his lab coat off. He is wearing a jersey underneath. He tries to take the jersey off, accidently pulling up his shirt along with it. I see a little trail of dark hair on his chest, going down into his boxers, which seem to be worn underneath black skinny jeans. I gulp as I look away, embarrassed, and when I look back, he's wearing a Pokémon shirt, and grinning at me.
"Wearing a Pokémon shirt to work?" I laugh, raising my eyebrows. He just sticks his tongue out in response.
"Dr. Lester...? could you please come to the manager's office?" a young brunette lady peeks in.
"Sure, I'll be there in two minutes" Phil smiles at her. I scowl, obviously jealous. The brunette looks at Phil and then winks at me. I sit there, turning crimson.
"I'll be back Dan" Phil grins and then exits the room with the brunette.
*20 minutes later*
Phil enters my room, a massive smile glued onto his face.
"What's up?"
"Well, the manager seems to pleased with my work..."
"And?" I raise an eyebrow.
"And, I'm going to be your doctor forever!" he grins wildly at me, suddenly wrapping his arms around me. I automatically copy his movement. After hugging me for what seemed like seconds, he pulled away. I don't want to pull away yet Phil. You smell nice. I scowl as I realise how creepy that would sound if I said it to him.
"I'm so happy!" he grins. "I got us pancakes to celebrate!" he claps his hands excitedly and gets a large package out of his bag. The package contains about 20 pancakes, and it only takes us half an hour to finish them.
"Thank you so much Phil" I smile.
"No problem Dan" he smiles at me and then clears away the table while I sink into my bed for a nap.