I'm writing more- whoo!
Phil had been sitting by Keely's bed for 6 days flat. The door behind him creaked open.
"Phil, mum's getting really worried about you, she wants you to eat something" Pim told her brother.
"I'm not hungry" he grumbled at his sister.
"There's a Starbucks next door, I got you a cappuccino" Pim thrust the drink to her brother.
"I'm not thirsty either." He grumbled again, turning to his sister, she saw he had red, blood-shot eyes.
"Phil, how much sleep have you had?"
"No time for sleep, gotta stay awake, what if she wakes up for a bit, I needa be here."
"Well, have the cappuccino; the caffeine will help keep you awake" Phil snatched the drink from his sister's hand. Hurriedly, he forced it down his throat.
"Phil, if you're not gonna sleep, could you at take a shower?" Pim told her brother, "or shave?" Phil looked back at Keely,
"I'm not doing anything until but sit here until Keely awakes"
"But it could be years, months even. Remember that guy who was in a coma for 50 years, he went into it when he was 20 and woke up when he was 70"
Phil ignored Pim and began whispering. From Phil's condition, Pim wasn't sure if he was talking to Keely or too himself.
"Suit yourself" she said as she headed to the door.
"Um…Pim. Could you get Keely's I-pod from her room? Her house keys on my desk."
"Sure Phil, I'll drop it off at the desk later" Phil smiled and turned back to Keely.
"Please wake up Keels, please wake up. I hope with all my heart that you can here me. The doctors say that you'll never wake up, please prove them wrong, please. Prove everyone wrong, they all miss you." Tears were descending down his face, "Via says that people at school are sad too. They had an announcement on the TV's and they showed all these clips of you." He carried on whispering until his eyes drifted shut.
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"Yo, Phil! Wake up I got the I-pod" Phil was awoken by a sharp jab on his shoulder.
"Ah! How long have I been asleep?"
"Dunno," Pim shrugged, "I was only 15 minutes. He's the primitive music thing. Why do people in this century get things like these when they can just have the songs installed in their brain?" Pim put the I-pod on the table next to Keely's head,
"Here, find something, oh, and I bought you some reading material" Pim thrust her brother a pink, velvet-covered book. On big, rhinestone words on the front it said,
'Dairy 2005' and in gold pen in Keely's hand writing was 'Do not read'.
"Pim, this is Keely's diary, it's personal!"
"Oh, trust me, Phil, it's a very interesting read" Pim said maliciously, before leaving the room. Phil sighed at his sister and put the book on the table. Phil scanned through the I-pod. He finally settled for a song that he thought she may like to listen to, one of her favourite songs, 'Something More'. Phil sat, pensively listening to the music. It was on random. The next song which came on, Phil didn't recognize it, but it sounded like Keely singing,
Why I thought that you would care,
You just left me lying there,
I saw you standing over,
My frail body torn,
This isn't what my life is for.
I meant to rise above it all,
But without you I trip and fall,
I thought I that I could walk away,
But instead I turn to you,
You'll never know what I've been through.
Again I think that life is mine,
Those choices were mine to decide,
But no they aren't why can't I,
Tell you to leave and go where I want,
I'm choking inside on thoughts that haunt,
Me.
Why I thought that you would care,
You just left me lying there,
I saw you standing over,
My frail body torn,
This isn't what my life is for.
Wow, Phil thought. The next song, 'Under the Gun' came on and Phil couldn't help but sing along. Keely had her music, she probably couldn't hear Phil. His eyes kept on gazing to the pink book, lying, waiting to read by someone other then the author. Phil picked up the book.
"I'm just gonna read one page to settle my curiosity" He told himself and Keely. He opened it up.
"What'cha doing?" Phil screamed and dropped the book when he heard someone in the doorway. Via walked into the room, "Sorry for scaring you" she smiled at Phil, "Cool song, 'My heart can't possibly break, when it wasn't even whole to start with'" she sung and then smiled apologetically at Phil.
"You look so tired, you need to sleep, Phil" Via told him, "I'll keep an eye on Keely, and if there is any reaction, I'll wake you up." Phil nodded. Via sat on the chair next to him, Phil rested his head on her shoulder and soon drifted off. Via gently talked to Keely, telling her all the gossip going on at H.G.Wells and who missed her. She saw Phil's hand interlocking with Keely's, and, ever-so-carefully, she removed Keely's hand and replaced it with hers, Phil's head still resting on her shoulder.
The next thing I bring that boy, she told herself, is a bar of soap.
Ah, another chapter complete and I have no pissed off my mum. My friend, Chelsea, who know lives in Canada : wrote the poem/song. Hope you liked it .