Chapter 19.

*PHIL'S POINT OF VIEW*

I always knew ambulance sirens were loud.

But my god, it didn't compare to actually sitting inside one as the siren went manically off.

The emotions I was feeling?

Fright. Anxiety. Panic.

I couldn't help but think how it was for you when I was the one laying in that bed looking gone from the world.

Now it was my turn to be worried sick.

Please don't die Dan.

Please don't.

I need you.

It's more than want…it's a necessity.

The ambulance crew were talking calmly back and forth in a whole different language that seemed gibberish to me.

But I could tell by the look in their eyes they were very concerned about your welfare.

Please don't leave me Dan.

If you survive this, whatever this is, I will tell you how much I love you every single day.

I'll do anything.

Just please.

Please.

Don't go.

There is blood around your mouth, Dan.

Your skin colour is paler than mine and your eyes are sealed shut.

You have drips of all kind hanging all around you with needles from here, there and everywhere piercing your beautiful flawless skin.

Part of me wants to rip them all out and tell everybody to go; part of me wants to cuddle you in my arms and protect you myself.

But I know you wouldn't have a chance of life if I did that.

If you survive I will always let you win the games we play on our Xbox.

If you survive I won't ever tell you off for swearing, making rude jokes or saying "Your Mum".

I won't ever challenge you, protest to you or wake you up in the morning when I know you'd want to sleep in.

You'd love that.

So please, for god's sake, stay alive.

We eventually arrive at the hospital and the crew push past me to get you through the emergency doors. There are doctors waiting upon your arrival.

They were expecting you.

It's obvious they're not sure if you'll live.

I follow as quickly as I can. You reach a room where they finally stop pushing you and instead give you more needles to deal with.

A nurse tries to push me out, telling me that I can go get a coffee and sit in the relatives' room, but I insist on staying put and refuse to budge. She gives up and rushes back to your side along with the other medical professionals.

You look so fragile, Dan.

You look like you'll break at a moment's notice.

They take your shirt off to get better access to your body and they all look shocked.

What are they shocked about?

But then I soon realise.

Where are your muscle Dan? You used to be so toned.

All I see is your ribs jutting out.

How did I not notice this?

I hug you every day; sleep by your side.

I make love to you.

How did I not notice you wasting away?

"He hasn't been eating or drinking" I hear a voice say.

How did I not notice?

Why didn't I make you more meals?

I should have known.

I'm sorry Dan.

I'm so sorry.

*AUTHOR'S NOTE* Well, this was a sad chapter. I hope this isn't triggering for some people. There will only be about two more chapters after this; I am bringing the story to an end. Thanks for reading, please review if you have the time.

Best Wishes.