Chapter Twelve

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*Skylynn's POV*

"Okay, Ms. Brooks just take a small step with your left leg." Nurse Daniels instructed me I nod

"You do know you can call me Sky, right?" I tell her she nods I slowly take a very small step cringing

"Its okay just breathe, you're gonna get through this." she encourages me

I try to take one more barely moving my foot. all I'm doing is sliding it not able to pick up the weight of my leg. Sucking in a breath as the pain increases in my leg I stop moving.

"Good, you moved at least. Remember go slow, just relax." she says I stand there a bit moving my leg a couple of inches

That is how the rest of my physical therapy went. Every move I made sent pain through my body so we had to stop every once and a while. As of now I'm sitting on one the beds in the room while they do more x-rays one my leg.

Its so hard trying to keep a smile on my face and say I'm not in pain, but its all I feel. The pain gets worse and worse that even when I lie I cringe. I wish this pain would just go away and I could leave this hospital for good.

"OW!" I whimper as they put pressure on a part of my leg tears fall as I bite my lip

"Sorry, Ms. Brooks we just had to see if we need to plant a metal plate in your leg." Doctor Morris states

"What do you mean a metal plate?" I ask scared

"It seems as if where the bone broke might not be able to heal regularly." he explains I nod still in pain

A metal plate? They have to put a metal plate in my leg.

"It hurts please stop touching it." I cry out in pain he nods gesturing for them to get me a wheelchair

They slowly help sit in the wheelchair, rolling me out of the rehab wing of the hospital. Going down the halls of the hospital, I think of what could have happened if I died. Or what could have happened if I never ran, or what could have happened if I never found Harry.

My thoughts get cut off as we roll into my room seeing Liam and Harry sitting there with my father. They look up concerned and worried, then I realize I'm crying. They all help me into bed as stare blankly at the wall.

"Babe? You alright what happened at physical therapy?" Harry asks concerned

"I- uh it hurts." I whimper he nods

"Hey, its going to be okay. You are going to heal up soon." he reassures me I shake my head

"T-they said they might have to implant a metal plate in m-my leg." I tell him

"And we are going to be here for you." he nods with a smile

So if I do have to get a metal plate in my leg I'm going to have to go through surgery and therapy again.

Why is my life such a struggle.

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Its about four in the afternoon and we have yet heard from the doctor. I've been worried all day even though MaryJean and Michael have been here. Luke came by too and brought a huge penguin with him. 

Such a lovely penguin it is I have in my bed with me. Harry pouts at me since I'm cuddling with it instead of him. He's actually really cute pouting, but this penguin is adorable. I stick my tongue out at him causing him to flip me off.

"Okay, so Ms. Brooks it looks as if you be having another surgery to implant the metal plate. Don't worry it won't take long to do the surgery and when you come out you will be a little drowsy with all the meds." Doctor Morris explains

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