Cliqued [Phan]

Hospital

Phil's P.O.V

I opened my eyes.

"You don't remember anything else, Mr. Lester?"

There I was. Again. Stuck between the same four depressing walls.

"I already said no. Can I get out now?"

I looked at the old man in front of me. He was grabbing a notebook, as always, probably pointing every single one of my movements.

"Yes you can, the session is over for today."- I got up of the sofa and walked to the wooden door.

A slam was heard behind me.

I really didn't like that room.

"Who am I?"- I whispered to myself.

I've been repeating those three words in my mind, every single day, since the accident.

I didn't know anymore.

I walked slowly trough the hallway, only hearing my calm footsteps and the loud confusion inside my head.

"Hey Phil!"- I turned around.

It was Dan.

I only knew his name and some other stuff about him but I didn't remember who he was.

I sighed.

"Hi Dan"- We started to walk together through the hall.

"So, how did today's session went? Is your, hum, amnesia, better?"-I looked down to the white floor.

"No, I think not..."

"Oh, a-and your head?"- I carefully touched the bandage placed in my forehead.

"I think its getting better..."

"You need to rest Phil"- he was right. I really needed to.

"C-can you not call me Phil? I- hum, you know, its strange when you aren't even sure if that's your name"

"Anything for you to get better"- He smiled at me.

I had to be honest, he was the only person I actually trusted in that awful place.

"Now, lets get to your bedroom."

I opened the door of the room number 106.

I looked around.

Still the same sad room as always.

I sat on my bed and sighed.

"Im going to take a bath"- I said while picking up some of the colourful clothes Dan brought me.

"I'll come back later then"- I saw him getting out of the room, leaving me behind.

I slowly got to the bathroom, took of my clothes and entered the shower.

I really needed a moment to think.

I wish I could remember who Dan is.

I said to myself while turning the water on.

He seems like such a nice guy.- I felt like the fault was all mine.

I closed my eyes, letting the warm water hit my face.

Suddenly, blurry images hit my mind. It happened every time I closed my eyes.

Unclear memories of the accident.

A car.

Blood.

Screams.

I-I can't...

I opened my eyes once again, horrified, and got out of the shower.

After dressing up a short sleeved flannel and dark jeans , I started to look for Dan.

He still wasn't back at my room and I was a little worried about him. I walked again through the white hall looking in every direction.

When I passed by the nurses office I heard whispering filling the hallway.

I peeked inside.

Dan's P.O.V

"The results from Phil's last doctor appointment"- The nurse said while handing me them.

I grabbed the documents, analysing the black writing on the papers. According to them, the fracture in Phil's head was not serious and he could get out of there in about three days.

But I didn't want him to stay here for any other day.

Being locked inside his room was more painful than the fracture in his head.

I could see it in his icy blue eyes.

I looked at the nurse coldly.

"No"-I said.

"We're going home today."