"Hey champ, how you feeling?" Phil's mother Betty asked putting her head around the door.
"Okay, I think," Phil lied, he felt dreadful. But that could possibly be his anger and confusion overpowering his physical feelings.
"Mum can you leave us alone for a little while longer?" Lil asked, her mum agreed and left the room. "So...you going to tell me why?"
"Tommy's not a friend of mine Lil. He never will be again. I don't won't anything to do with him. And I wished you would stay away from him as well," Phil said, anger began to boil in his voice.
"Phil, I don't understand. Please tell me," Lil asked of her brother.
"Tommy didn't hit the one person he loved most in this world, He didn't even attempt it. Tommy lied to me. He used my jealousy against me. He knew I wanted to split you two up. He used that to his advantage. He never loved Chuckie. In fact he laughed at the idea. He said he... he.... he," Phil couldn't say the words.
"Phil? What? What did he say?" Lil asked. Phil closed his eyes tight. He couldn't look at Lil.
"He said it was you he loved. That...that this was all his plan so you and Chuckie would break up and you and he could get together." Phil opened his eyes again. His sister's shocked expression said it all. Tommy was a lousy friend. "I would've killed him Lil, if I weren't so weak. The pain I've taken in, physically and emotionally. I had sleepless nights for Tommy Pickles and this was all it was about. For a 12 year old he certainly has one weird messed up mind!" Phil started shouting. He was confused, stressed. He mind was getting the better of him.
"Phil! Philip! Why have you never told anyone, the police, me, that it was Tommy that knocked you down? You made us believe that it was a stranger. Chuckie gave us the same thought," Lil said. Phil paused again. His rant had taken a lot out of him. He calmed down.
"When I was first in here, in this hospital, Tommy came to see me. I was asleep when he got here. No one else was around. He held down my throat so I couldn't breathe. It woke me up. He whispered in my ear. He told me if I told anyone about this, about him, that I'd be a dead guy, even if I did survive this, he'd track me down. I felt threatened. He was capable of running me down, what else could he do? But I realize, I'll probably die in this bed soon, why do I care?" Phil said, tears falling down his face again. Lil held his hand and told him he wouldn't die. But Phil's breaths become shorter. He couldn't keep his eyes open. He was fading.
"Lil, I love you, tell mum, dad, and the gang that they are all special to me, NOT Tommy...I hate him..." Phil said. He could feel the sharp pains in his chest. He was scared, as was Lil sitting next to him. Phil took a look at his twin, then shut his eyes...