Toms POV
I slowly woke up to someone playing guitar. It was very lovely. I knew it was Alex. I slowly moved the oxygen mask away. I was still sore from the accident. I guessed I was in hospital. I remember crashing. Well some of it anyway. “Hey Alex that was great” I told him with that he dropped his guitar. That caused me to giggle. “How long have I been here?” I asked.
“About a week. The police want to speak to you about the crash. The lorry driver was apparently Mark. He did it on purpose. He planned it according to Sam and James” Alex replied.
“I bet he didn’t have any injuries. His better watch out when I get out of here” I told him “Alex has someone at school upset you? You look like you have been crying”
“Yes kind of”
“Well who was it and what have they been saying?”
“It was James and Sam they told us it was a shame that we didn’t end up like you and at least they got one of us” He told me bluntly
“I am sorry Alex that was a terrible thing for them to say.” I don’t understand why people are so horrible to Alex and Jack just because they are gay. I mean I think that no one should be frightened to walk down the street holding the hand of the person they love whether it is a man or a woman. People hate the fact that they are happy together. “Don’t worry Alex, Mark same and James will get what’s coming to them when I get out of here”
“Tom the police are dealing with it. Please don’t do anything stupid” Alex pleaded that was when the police walked in.
“Can we have a word with Thomas Gaskarth Please?”
“Yes” I sat up ready to speak to them
“Sorry we need you two to step outside while we do the interview with Mr Gaskarth” Alex and Jack walked out the room.
“Thomas could you tell us what you remember about the crash?”
“I was driving Alex and Jack home from prom. We came to the crossroads the lights were green so I carried on. Alex screamed my name. Then I woke up here”
“Okay thank you Mr Gaskarth. One more question. What is your relationship like with Mark Hoppus?”
“He used to be my friend until I realized that I was better off without him”
“Okay thank you. You tow can come back in now” Jack and Alex re-entered the room. Mum and Dad came in as well.
“How are you feeling? Tom we are so glad you are awake. For a while the doctors didn’t know whether you were going to survive or not. We were all so worried about you. We are so glad that you are up and talking”
“I am fine mum. How much longer do I have to stay here?”
“At least a couple of days the doctors need to keep an eye on you” The nurse came over.
“Sorry but you are going to have to leave visiting hours are over” With that they said bye to me and left. I didn’t like being left on my own. I noticed that Alex had left his guitar. So I picked it up and started to play. I had nothing else to do. I would never be as good as Alex or Jack. I just hummed I couldn’t sing either. It was really calming playing again. I stopped playing the last time I ended up in hospital. I forgot how much I enjoyed playing. It felt so good to be playing again. I hated being in hospital. I hated hospitals they only had bad memories never good. I hope I get to go home soon. I didn’t want to be stuck here any longer. It was driving me crazy being stuck here. All I had to listen to was the regular beeping of the heart monitor. All I could smell was an awful bleachy sterile smell. All I had to look at was the four white walls. I slowly drifted into a disturbed sleep. Suddenly! I could hear the screech of tires and the crunching of metal. I could smell spilt petrol and burnt rubber. Jack was screaming and the car was upside down and back to front…