I walk out and look around. "It must be this door..." I sigh, opening the door that was next to her room. "..Hey, Doctor?" I look around, and see him starring at a computer screen. "...Hey, I have the blood sample......and...." I stop. He's not listening. "...What the hell are you looking at over there?!"
He seeed to jump slightly, he then turned and looked at me. "....oh. S-Sorry...Come over here..."
"uhhh...." I walk over slowly. I don't entirely trust this guy...but, I guess I have to. He takes the needle out of my hand and sits it aside.
"..Im looking at this. It's an X-ray we took while she was sleeping..." He pointed to an area around her head. "...It seemd like a vital blood vessel was blocked and it sent the blood gushing the other way, so it came pouring out her mouth and nose..." He sighed. "...Were just lucky we could mend it before it got serious..."
Crap. Im shaking so much. I grab my sides, awkwardly. "...you mean...that WASN'T serious?! What the hell IS serious then!?"
"...well...serious is when she can't breath at all...and from that point, we only have seven minutes after her entire system shuts down to fix it and start her breathing again...so...death...Shes lucky..." He stopped. "...This hasn't happened before, has it?"
I shake my head.
"...ah..." He said nodding. "...Right...I just need to check the blood, then do a scan or two...alright? You can go back now, if you want..."
"...right...ok...but, I swear, if theres anything wrong, you tell ME immediatly..." I hiss at him.
"yes, alright. Now go, please."
"....whatever..." I wak out and back into the room she was in.
-SCREW THE POVS, 3RD PERSON TIME-
Liam walked over to the bed Phoebe was laying in. "...hey..."
"...what did he say...?"
"...oh..." He starred at her, then sighed. "...He said a vital blood vessel or something was blocked...and...it sent the blood the other way, messing up your system...apparently your lucky to be alive..." He told her, then paused. "..." He scratched his head. "...This...is the first time this has happened to you...right?"
She nodded quickly. "of course! I think I would have told you if it wasn't!! Why? What else did he say?!" She started freaking out, sitting up.
"He said that wasn't a serious case, and that a serious case can lead to death." He frowned. "...He asked me if this has happened before, and I told him no. I was just double checking...Apparently he needs to do a scan later, though..."
"...oh...alright..." She sighed, sitting back into the bed. "...hey...don't you have school today...?" She looked up to Liam.
"...oh...well, you see...." Liam trailed off. "...I told myself I wouldn't go until you woke up..." He smiled awkwardly.
"...ok..." She yawned.
"...I'll let you get some rest..." Liam said standing up, and walking out the door. Phoebe rolled onto her side, and soon fell into a calm sleep.
Dear Future Self,
Dear Future Me,
I bet you weren't expecting a letter from your past self, were you?
Well, you probably were, considering we're the same person and
you'd have to know I was writing you a letter since you wrote it in the
past so I guess you know already what's in this letter, right? Do I even
need to write it? If I don't write it… will that set off a chain of events
that lead to the you who won't read this being someone completely different!?
I've watched 'Back to the Future' far too many times.
Well, I'm going to write it. I guess I can't offer you infinite insight
about your future since I'm writing forward as opposed to back, and