Jack Thinks It Was A Dream

Jack wakes up in a hospital bed.Mark is sitting in a chair next to him.He has some cuts on his face which must be from the accident.At least he doesn't appear to be hurt bad.Jack wonders how Jill is.He remembers the strange dream he had about being in her body.Jack wonders why his best friend is here not with her.Hopefully she isn't dead."How is Jill?"he asks but it comes out in a female voice with a posh accent-Jill's voice.Jack pulls down the sheet with small girly hands to see he is still dressed in her red sweater and tight jeans and he has breasts!"I mean how is Jack?"he asks thinking fast."He's gone."Mark says sadly shaking his head."Oh my God!"Jack says.He is dead so she must be dead.It is all his fault Jack believes.He should have kept his eyes on the road.Mark hugs who he thinks is Jill for a long time.It feels good to Jack.He starts getting out of bed.Mark tells him he should lay back down and rest."I'm fine."he says.That is for me to determine,Ms.Thompson."an East Indian balding male doctor says.