The Crash

Chapter 6

"You can't say that was nothing" he sighed

"Honestly I'm ok" I shook my head, trying to change the subject and avoid telling him how much of a failure I was.

As I was wiping my face he held my wrist and slowly pulled my hand from my face, looking into my eyes intently.

"Morgan" he said quietly and I just lost it.

I felt my chin quiver a little and then the sobs came out and I collapsed into my hands again, crying loudly.

"The nurses... said... if I don't... walk by tom... tomorrow... I'll never walk again" I gasped and looked at him, "If I don't walk, I can't drive"

And I collapsed into my crying state again. I stayed there for a few seconds feeling so stupid and idiotic when I felt his arm wrap around my shoulders and he pulled me into him, rubbing my back and hushing me in my ear.

"It's alright. It's going to be ok." He said and I pulled away from him

"No it isn't!" I almost yelled, "It's not going to be ok! I'm a failure and I'm never going to drive again because I can't even get physiotherapy right!"

"Hey," he soothed, "Look at me," he held my face in his hands so my tearful eyes would look into his.

I wasn't sure why but I felt comfortable in his hands. It didn't feel odd and it didn't feel like we'd only met once before. It felt normal and regular and a warmth spread out across my whole body.

"We can fix this" he nodded slowly and I blinked hard

"How?" I croaked, my voice still a little hoarse

He tore his eyes from mine a second and looked around the room when his gaze landed on the metal bars the nurse had brought in and fixed to the ground. She had left them there ever since.

"Come on," he said, standing up and holding out his hand for me to take

"What?" I frowned, rubbing my eyes

"Do you trust me?" he said, cocking his head to the side.

I thought for a second. This guy was assigned to look after me when my mother couldn't, right? So surely I should trust him, shouldn't I?

"Don't you have another patient you're assigned to?" I asked him

"What?" he frowned and then his expression went blank, "Oh! Yeah! I mean, no, I don't have anyone yet" he shook his head and I narrowed my eyes a little.

I decided that today couldn't get much worse so I gently placed my small hand into his larger outstretched one. I jumped at the sudden contact, I felt sparks. Like... tingles almost. Not like an electric shock or the pins and needles feeling you get when you sit on your feet, it was something in between, and it felt nice.

I pushed the thought to the back of my head.

This guy is essentially a doctor and no matter how attractive you think he is, you can't be in a relationship with him, I told myself. He probably isn't even interested.

I began to lower myself down off of my bed, knowing what was going to happen when I did, yet I did it anyway.

As I transferred my weight to my feet I felt my body drop, I waited to feel the cold, hard hospital floor under my body but I didn't. I frowned and looked up to see Alex holding me upright, underneath my arms. Keeping me standing.

He was smiling down at me as he tried to lift me higher so I could stand at a regular height.

"Thank you" I smiled at him. He smiled back and walked me carefully over to the long metal bars in my room.