I heard knocking on my door pulling me from my thoughts as I continued to stare out the hospital window. The doctors and my dad decided it would be best for me to stay at the hospital until I was able to start therapy. I had some complication of being in my chair that caused a small sore to appear so doctors thought it was best to try and get me up sooner.
"Miss. Lily, you ready for therapy today?" My enthusiastic nurse said as she came into the room. I've been here for over a month now and therapy is the most frustrating thing I've had to do.
"I don't want to do it today..." I groaned out lowly as she sighed as sat on the edge of my bed.
"And why not?" She asked. Ms. Marilyn was almost like a second mother to me.
Rolling my eyes, I replied to her.
"It's frustrating and pisses me off because I can't get the strength to stand on my own."
"It's not going to be easy, it's not suppose to be easy. BUT, it will get easier the more you do it and the more you do it the stronger you'll become. You can either accept the chair as your new legs OR you can work towards your goal and walk again, so what is it going to be?" She looked at me and I looked back in return thinking as she asked that question. A small smile forming on my lips.
"I want to walk again..." I replied softly as she smiled wide and stood up.
"Then let's go, there's some people here that we think might give you some more encouragement" I gave her a quizzical look as I slid into my wheelchair and she walked next to me as I wheeled myself to the physical therapy room down the hall. Once in the door I looked up and saw my dad, Duff, and Slash there. Looking over at Marilyn, I returned the smile to her that she was giving and mouthed thank you.
"Are you ready?" She asked me as I nodded my head and wheeled over to the bars locking the wheels of my chair.
I gripped my hands onto both bars and took a few deep breaths as I rocked myself back and forth to build momentum as my therapist stood in-front of me to catch me incase I fell or lost grip.
Within 3 rocks I pulled my self to my feet and stood there to regain balance.
"You ok?" I looked up at the person smiling at me and nodded with a smile on my face.
"Are you ready to take a few steps? There's another surprise waiting for you" I looked at him confused wondering what else it could be.
Slowly picking up one foot and putting it infront of the other, a feeling of relief and feeling overwhelmed with emotions washed over me.
"You're doing great Lils just keep going" he encouraged me as I felt tears forming and I looked over at my dad who was smiling and beginning to cry.
It took about 10 minutes but I made it to the end of the bars where I was told to close my eyes for a moment. I didn't question it as I closed them now feeling tired.
"Open your eyes babe" I heard in a small whisper, beginning to open them, I'm met by the big brown eyes of Jake smiling down at me. I could no longer hold back the tears that I was fighting back so I decided to let them free fall down my cheeks as he cried with me. Letting go of the bars I embraced him in a hug as he held me.
"I am so proud of you" he repeated as he helped me sit back down in my chair.Wiping my eyes, I looked around the room at all of the people that surrounded me, my father, his band mates that could be uncles, my boyfriend, all of these amazing people that never lost faith in me. Maybe getting through this won't be as bad as I thought.
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