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Chapter 45

It was the same the day after and the day after that. John and Eve would go to the hospital early, go up to Phil's room and stay there until lunchtime. Eve would usually go down to the cafeteria while John waited in the room, holding Phil's hand. He would talk to him, tell him about work, Eve, and Cody. The man hoped that something would happen, some movement to confirm to John that Phil was there but nothing would. He was beginning to wonder if coming down at all was worth his time, especially when you felt that the situation wasn't going to get any better.

Five days after the incident, the two went to the hospital to find the doctor there waiting for them. He scribbled something on his clipboard before facing John and Eve.

"We need to discuss this Evelyn. We can't wait any longer."

The woman looked at John and nodded her head softly to the doctor. They followed him out to a private office area where they waited to discuss this awkward situation.

"It's been five days since this happened, and although Phil has stabilized, that doesn't mean it will get better. You know this isn't a life for anybody; to be hooked up like that. You need to make a decision. We need to know."

The woman rubbed her eyes with her hand, shaking her head at the same time. John put an arm around her small shoulders, consoling her as best as he could.

"Can you give me one more day? Please?" Eve pleaded.

The doctor sighed but agreed to Eve's request.

"Fine. Just one day. I'll be back tomorrow. I'm sorry that you have to do this."

Eve nodded her head, watching the doctor leave the room before she broke down in tears.

John hugged her tight for support, waiting until she finally got her composure back and headed back towards Phil's room. They sat down next to him, looking at his pale and frail figure. Eve took hold of her brother's hand and squeezed it gently.

"Phil. I just want you to know that I love you. You're my big brother, my only family, my friend. I don't want to lose you."

John watched in silence, staying close to Eve as he to held onto Phil.

The next day, the two friends went back to the hospital, a feeling of dread surrounding them. They entered the elevator, John pushing the button to the floor and waited as the doors closed.

"John, I don't think I could have done this without you or Cody. I know last night was a long night for all of us. I just hope I'm making the right decision"

"Eve, I support you 100%. You know I'll be there for you and Cody."

The two smiled at one another as they heard the elevator doors open and stepped out. The walk felt long and tedious, their feet dragging on the floor as they made their way into Phil's room. As promised, the doctor was there waiting for them, along with a nurse.

"Well, did you come to a decision?"

"Yes, we think it's best that…that you pull the plug."

"Is that your final decision Evelyn?" The doctor asked again.

Eve grabbed onto John's hand tight.

"Yes."

"Very well. I'm going to bring another nurse with me to prepare."

Eve let out a shaky breath, carefully sitting herself down as she watched one of the nurses monitor the screens. John stood next to her, placing a hand on the woman's shoulder for support. They watched as another nurse came by as well as the doctor. They spoke quietly to each other before the doctor went over to Eve and John.

"We're just going to record the final results and then we'll start shutting down. You two don't have to be here if you don't want to."

"No….we want to….we want to make sure he's…safe." Eve replied.

The doctor nodded and went back to the nurses to discuss the final preparations. John grabbed a chair and sat next to Eve who started to cry again. After about ten minutes, one of the nurses looked at the duo and gave a sympathetic smile.

"I'm going to shut down the device. He may still be breathing but after a while it will slow down. We will give you some time alone with him."

The nurse explained before she switched the machine off. They left Eve and John alone in the room, closing the door softly.

The two looked on, carefully watching Phil's chest move up and down slowly. John's eyes began to water as he grabbed the smaller man's hand.

"Phil, please forgive us. We want you to be at peace. We love you. I love you…and I know I'll see you again." The man gasped for air as he let himself go for the first time since this whole ordeal started. Eve held onto John reassuring him that Phil loved him to.

The two friends stayed in the room as they waited for Phil to take his last breath.

Phil wasn't too sure where he was. Although he did recognize the place, it felt weird, like it was some sort of dream. Walking down the sidewalk, he came across his house. It was the only one that was lit up in the neighbourhood not that he could see very well with the fog surrounding him.

He went over and opened the door, looking around. Confused, he saw things that he hasn't seen in years. The pictures on the wall were different, the blue-ray was replaced with a VHS and the furniture looked really old.

Taking a few steps, Phil walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. He couldn't believe his eyes. His mother was there along with his dad. They were making something. He wasn't quite sure what it was so he decided to walk a bit closer. When they turned around, the couple gave him a hug.

"Phillip! You're home. We're making your favourite dish. Spaghetti and meatballs. I'm making the sauce extra spicy just the way you like it." Phil's mother smiled, kissing him on the cheek before going back to the stove.

His dad wrapped an arm around him and guided them to the kitchen table.

"Hey son. How was school?"

"School?"

"Yeah. Remember that big building with books and classrooms inside."

"Ummm okay I guess."

"Good, good." Phil's dad patted the man's hand before leaning back into his chair.

"I think your sister is out with her friends tonight so it's us three. Hey, maybe after we can get some ice cream at that new place down the road."

"No I don't think so. You eat too many sweets dear, remember what the doctor told you." Phil's mother intervened, pointing a finger at her husband. The man lifted his hands up to surrender.

"Hey now. It's for Phil. He needs the….dairy."

The two joked for a bit as Phil watched in fascination. Was this really happening? His parents were dead, how can they be here with him? It doesn't make any sense.

The smaller man wondered about this when he started to hear faint voices outside.

"Guys did you hear that? Someone is outside." Phil got up and went over to the front door. He opened it and listened carefully. The voices sounded like they were coming from far away and turned his head in the direction of the noise. He went over to the middle of the road and looked beyond the fog and noticed some strange lighting.

"I know that voice…" Phil said to himself. He walked a bit closer, the noises becoming a bit louder when he heard his mother calling him for supper. He turned his head briefly to face his home before focusing again on the light. The voices had stopped but Phil still felt something…almost like a whisper in his ear.

'I love you Phil.' Was all the man heard before the voice faded away.

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