So I picked that title, why not, it's a nice song. But, I got my MSN stuff and Windows Media stuff back- Yay! I am writing as of 17:37 15th May (my time), but this chapter probably won't be done till some time next week. Well, I hope you like it; it gave me something to do in my head, and while I sleep and stuff. However, my thoughts are more preoccupied on someone :) This song is quite nice, and I could have named my story after a line in this…oh well :) I'll have probably seen FOB by the time I've finished- complete with deer antlers! Sorry, no one really reads these anyways, so I shall continue writing about whatever the hell happens. Also, I shall try not to swear, at all :) Oooooooooo! I love this song which just came on (2nd fav. Of all time), and the video is kick-ass, and Pete looks bloody hot in it :)
Dr Tabitha Jameson sipped coffee in the staff lounge; after all, she was on her break. She looked expectantly at her phone. She knew Owen was 16, but she did like to know when he got home from school, and he still hadn't replied. She tried to reassure herself, but she could somehow sense something was up. She glanced at her watch, her break was almost up. She sighed and put down her coffee when a junior nurse came in.
"Excuse me, Dr Jameson," the nurse said shyly, "But there is a boy here, he's about 16 and he's been badly hit by a car" The doctor's heart skipped a beat; she felt a lump in her throat.
"I'll, erm," She cleared her throat, "I'll be right there." The nurse nodded and turned to leave. "The boy," Dr Jameson began, "What colour is his hair?"
"Dark brown, I think" the nurse replied. The older woman let out a heavy sigh of relief and exited the room.
The stretcher was pushed at first pace down the corridor. Dr Jameson hurried to catch up.
"What's his age?" She asked
"Male, 16, he was with a boy who watched the whole thing, but he's not talking at the moment" A paramedic informed, "He's got vast internal bleeding and broken most of his bones. They haven't got the driver yet, they think he was going at least 100" but Dr Jameson wasn't listening to what the paramedic what saying, instead, she stared at the boy.
"Oh Lord," she whispered under her breath, "Phil Diffy"
As the cart turned into a room, she set and started, with the aid of others, to help the poor boy.
Lloyd, Barbara and Pim Diffy, along with Keely Teslow, Via Williams and Owen Jameson, waiting patiently for the news about Phil. Owen sat huddled on a chair, a shook of shock set in his eyes. They were the only group of people in the Family Room. The Diffy's had just overcome their crying fits, but Via was comforting a silently sobbing Keely, trying to cry too much herself. Pim tried listening to music, wanting to shut out all hospital and other noises, but it was no good. Just the words brought up the feeling that could happen to her brother
I slipped into a coma once again
Where's my organ donor?
Lend a hand
She turned of the practically-broken MP3, to see a nurse walk in.
"The Diffy's?" she asked. They all looked expectantly at her. "We've managed to keep him in a stable condition, although he hasn't woken up yet, we believe he should recover fully soon." Smiles filled around the room,
"Can we see him?" his father asked
"Yes, but only a few at a time." She ushered the Diffy's to follow her, whilst the three teenagers sat in the family room. You quite a while no one spoke, all could be heard was the loud sound of music from Pim's MP3, which she had left both on, and behind in the room. Before long, Owen spoke up,
"Erm…" he cleared his throat, the girls looked at him, "My mum working here at the mo', do you want me to go see her?" Via nodded, but Keely leant back against her friend. She'd been told Phil was gonna make it, but she had an uneasy sense of doubt resting in her mind.
"I think I might go see Phil on my own" she stated as she got up, wiping tears from her eyes. Walking down the huge corridors with her two friends, they came across both Phil's room and Owen's mum. When Lloyd saw the three waiting outside, he tapped his wife on her back, and she looked up. Slowly, she parted hands with her son and left the room, still sobbing. Keely felt kinda bad, kicking them out. Slowly she entered, whilst Owen and Via talked to Dr Jameson.
"Hi…umm, Phil" She started. It was weird to talk to him, without having him reply, "I'm so sorry about what's happened" she broke down in tears, and ran over to him. The steady beat of his heart resonated in the distance, ringing through her mind.
"Oh, Phil…there's so much I want us to do when you wake up, I never realised how precious life was." She started to pick up speed in her voice, "we can go sky-diving, or would you not like that? I guess not. Anyway, you still needa show me the future, our futures- I wanna see what I turn out like" She started going off into a little fantasy world, that was rudely interrupted by Owen.
"Erm…Phil…Phil was getting this when he got hit…I think you should see it" Owen passed her a dirty, screwed up, blood-splattered piece of paper. He quickly shuffled off out of the room, once again leaving her on her own.
Her eyes shifted heavily as she read the note, a lot of the words she wouldn't make out, but she caught the gist of there discussion. In awe for a few moments, tears once again leaked from her eyes.
"Phil, is this all true then?" she asked him, forgetting he couldn't answer. She walked over to him.
"I agree…" she placed her hand in his, locking their fingers together. "I think, I'm sure, I-" but she was cut short as the heart monitor started bleeping heavily. Keely panicked, just as many doctors came into the room.
"What happened?" one asked, but she didn't reply, she was in tears, she quickly ran out of the room and towards the family room
The six waited in the family room again, no one talked. Keely just stared forward, Owen looked down at his shoes, The Diffy parents hugged each other, Pim was slowly running her fingernail across her hand and Via was hugging Keely, reassuring her, but still in doubt herself. This time, a male doctor came in, he seemed low,
"I'm afraid I've got some bad news," he looked down, not wanting to look any of the upset faces, "We tried the best we could but…" he gulped, "I'm sorry to say Philip didn't make it" No one said anything, before Mrs Diffy broke down into a fit of tears on the floor, being hugged by her husband, also crying. Pim just pressed harder with her nails, Owen shook muttering under his breath. Via held to Keely harder, but Keely, not a tear shed her eyes, hey were just blank, staring at the tiled wall.
There, chapter done. Sorry if you find it a little sad. I got it finished quicker then I thought, that's good :) Hope you enjoy, and review, I like getting emails when I wake up. I best revise now. Whoo! 8 more days: D
