Ok... i'm a huge skins fan at the moment, just had to write a short fan fic about Tony
*HUGE SPOILER*
Black, nothingness... i could see nothing. I wanted to move but my arms and legs would not budge. My first thought was, am I dead? But when i thought about it, how I could hear my sisters cries, how I could feel her soft touch against my skin as she held me tight; the sensation of slipping away, slipping away into a dark and empty ditch somewhere in my mind... I knew I could not be dead. Things were being etched from my memory, I was terrified. I had been talking on the phone to... to who exactly? Wait what? When was I talking on the phone? Why was I hearing nothing? Why couldn't I do anything? Why couldn't I...
A voice, a male voice; one that sounded eerily familiar, and yet I could not place it.
"You gave us a right scare Tony..." the voice said. "I wish you'd wake up, the doctors told us you won't remember much, how to do things right. But it's OK because I'll be here for you. I'll help you when you need help because I'm your best mate. Please just wake up... not just for me Tony. For all of us, Maxxie, Jal... you know..."
What was this person talking about? Who were these people he was naming? So many questions I wanted to ask and yet my god damn eyes would not open. Neither would my mouth... and I wanted to know where I was! I wanted to ask whoever it was that was sat by me to tell me exactly where I was, what I was doing here and why I couldn't move!
Again I found myself hearing more voices, one sounded feminine and young. It was vaguely familiar, but it was not the same person as before. This was... my sister?
"Effy?" I wanted to say, but no sound escaped my lips. Frustration and anger boiled inside of me, I felt pissed off at the world for trapping me like this. Scared shitless.
"Tony..." Effy said, and then I could hear no more...
Finally, I could feel my eyes begin to open, but no one was nearby. There was no one to talk to. That's what I thought anyway. I felt terrified, I wanted to know everything. There was so much I wanted to know but couldn't ask for the answers. As I felt the heavy weight on my eyelids dissappear, I saw for the first time in what seemed like months. There were strange wires and straps attached to me, and as I looked around, I saw something of a hospital type room. Hospital? What? What the...
"TONY!" Somebody shrieked from nearby, hands stroked my cheeks and a young girl's face appeared in my sight.
"Effy?" I croaked, but it sounded more like "effuffuy".
That didn't seem to matter to her as her long black curls fell from the side of her face.
I felt a strange joy in seeing her, but I could not be sure why... I wanted answers... and now.
**** "Tell me," I croaked, wincing from the agonising pain gnawing in my throat.
"You were... you were hit by a bus! I couldn't do anything... I..."
Effy's cheeks were streaked with tears and her lips pulled down into a sad grimace.
"Effy, who was it that was talking to me before?" That was a good start, a good start to who had been visiting me as well as Effy. The bus could wait, I needed to know about the boy. "He said he was my best friend but I don't even know who it was..."
Effy pulled away from me. She sat down by my side and gripped my hand tighter than I expected. "You don't remember?" She asked, she looked confused.
"I don't know what I should remember... who was it?"
"He's your best friend Tony! He's called Sid!"
Sid? I had a best friend called Sid? I still do? My mind had forgotten bits of me, I'd forgotten alsorts of things and it was so frustrating. Not even knowing my best friend, even trying to picture his face and not seeing anything was driving me crazy!
"I want to see him. I want Sid," I said. If he was my best friend, maybe if I saw him I'd remember. Definitley.
As I looked into Effy's blue eyes, I saw doubt and a little bit of hope. Did that mean Sid wouldn't come? Sid had better come! I needed him! If he was my best friend then I needed him!
"You should wait for a while, wait just a bit..." Effy said as she wiped tears from her eyes.
"No, I want Sid!" I cried, I opened my mouth to shout again, but a painful shock stabbed my chest. Coughing, lots of coughing, painful coughing. Muffled cries and shouts and yells, hands groping at me... slipping away, tuning out of the world. Black clouds covering my vision, senses vanishing, emptiness... sleeping. Gone.
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