33 | There's this girl

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Said The Sky ft. Dabin & Olivver The Kid - Hero:
'I wanna be a hero, someone who can save you when it's tough. I wanna be a hero, someone who could give you all their love. I wanna be a hero, when you're scared and when it's rough. I wanna be a hero, would I ever really be enough? I wanna be a hero'

Exhaustion, pain, sadness.. Fiona's world had come crumbling down with the words the doctor spoke to her. The future she had imagined for herself wasn't so certain now and that hurt a lot. It had been nice to have George, Maddie and Toby with her for a few hours, but they had to get back to the hotel eventually. Tomorrow was an important day for the team. So there she was, all alone in her hospital bed, listening to the sound of the monitors and lost in thought. 'How could this have happened? Why did it have to happen to her?' Fiona felt a tear roll down her cheek and she was surprised she hadn't run out of them by now. She quickly wiped it away and sniffled before she tried to pull herself up by the frame of her bed, she had to pee.

She felt a sharp sting in her lower abdomen and groaned loudly when she turned herself around to let her feet hit the floor. George had been here to help her to the bathroom a few hours ago and it made her miss him trying to do this by herself. She felt the goosebumps form on her arms when her feet shuffled over the cold floor and she was happy to be able to hold on to the pole of the IV she had to take with her everywhere she went. When she entered the bathroom, Fiona sighed deeply before she rolled her panties down her legs and sat down on the toilet. Should she have said 'yes' when her dad offered to come to Italy? Fiona thought about her parents, crying on the phone and her mom's face when she told them that she would be fine. 'Would she, though?'

It was lovely that George called her parents to inform them and she loved the relationship he had built with them already. Miles had never even been interested in them and she could say it was pretty much mutual. Her parents noticed the control he had over her and had tried to warn her multiple times, but a young woman in love is hard to argue with. Fiona stood up again when she was done and moved over to the sink, where she saw her own reflection for the first time today. She looked really pale and the bags under her eyes showed how much she had been crying the last few hours. She washed her hands before she lifted her eyes back up to her reflection.

This was her reality from now on. Although she was happy to know there was a cause of her immense pain and she would receive medication to help her with it, it was incredibly difficult to come to terms with the inevitable side effects and possible hardships that came with it. All her life, Fiona had dreamt of having children and her mother always told her she knew she was 'born to be a mommy'. But her body had failed her. The one thing a woman was supposed to do wasn't so certain anymore and Fiona broke down when she spotted the pain in her own eyes. It scared her to death, knowing that her only wish might not come true. 'What else was she supposed to do in life?'

After splashing some water in her face, Fiona shuffled back towards her bed. Although she had slept almost all day, she felt a wave of tiredness hit her when she laid back down. But the thoughts in her mind didn't stop, making falling asleep impossible for now. Fiona groaned loudly and grabbed her phone from the cabinet next to her bed. She hadn't caught up with her messages at all so after answering a few texts from Maddie and her mom, she felt a little better. Fiona opened Instagram to see if she had missed anything important when she spotted some notifications at the top. A few co-workers had sent her their well-wishes, which made her smile. Then she saw that she had been tagged in a photo.. by George?!

 by George?!

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