Best Friends

30

Roseanne

I stood there looking at her in shock, my mouth hanging open like a complete and utter moron. What on earth is she talking about my marriage wasn't legal? Of course it was legal; I was her wife in body and spirit, so what if we used a fake id to actually go through with the ceremony. She accepted it and so did Richard, for the last couple of weeks she'd been telling me how proud she was that we were married and happy, and now she was taking it all back?

I looked at the doctor, waiting for him to tell her that she was talking trash, that if Lisa and I chose to give ourselves to each other then that was good enough for him. He looked between the two of us, his gaze flicking down to my ring on my finger again before looking back at me.

"Is that true? You used a fake id to get married?" he asked eyeing me cautiously.

I gulped and nodded, I didn't like the way he was looking at me, he didn't look like he was going to be jumping to my defense anytime soon. "Yeah but that doesn't mean that I'm not her wife. Lisa and I said those words to each other and we both meant them. We're married and that's final."

Linda stepped forward towards the doctor, swiping at her teary face I noticed that she didn't even glance in my direction. "I'll take it to a lawyer if I have to," she repeated.

I looked at her unable to believe what I was hearing. She was seriously going to stop Lisa going in for surgery and risk her never being able to walk again? She knew what type of person Lisa was; she knew Lisa'd hate her life if she had to spend it like that. I couldn't let that happen, she was thinking about herself not Lisa. She wasn't thinking about how Lisa life would change and how she would never be able to walk or run or do the things that she loved to do the most.

The initial shock was disappearing to be replaced by anger, no it wasn't anger, it was blind rage. "What the hell are you doing?" I screamed, grabbing her arm and yanking her around to face me. I wanted to look into her face when I told her she was being a selfish bitch and that Lisa was going to hate her when she woke up and found out what she'd sentenced her to.

She glared at me with watery eyes, her face was desperate and sad but I just didn't care, this wasn't about her and she needed to woman up and grow a pair. "I'm not signing that form, and neither are you," she stated, her voice breaking slightly.

"You're being selfish Linda! You think Lisa's going to thank you for this? You think she's going to turn around and say 'gee thanks mom, I know I'm never going to be able to achieve my dreams but you did the right thing in committing me to a wheelchair for life.' You really think your daughter is going to be grateful to you for this?" I cried, throwing my hands up in exasperation.

"At least she'll be alive!" she shouted, her face going slightly red as she started to get angry too.

"She'll wish she wasn't, I would bet my life on it. You think you know her but you don't, if you think this is the decision that Lisa would make then you don't know her at all," I growled. My hands were itching to grab her and shake the life out of her, to slap her face until she saw sense. She was going to ruin my baby's life and there was nothing I could do about it.

"If she goes in there then there's a thirty percent chance she won't come back out!" she shouted sneering at me.

I felt my heart start to break as I thought about it but I quickly dismissed it, Lisa wouldn't let that happen, she wouldn't, because if she left me then I would have to kick her ass and that wouldn't be pretty. I shook my head, "That won't happen. It won't," I stated confidently.

"You're the one being selfish here, not me. You just want to send her in there so you won't have to be stuck with her in a wheelchair for the rest of your life," she growled, her face hard and hurtful.