Your Not Alone

Chapter 24- I. Cant. Walk.

"What do you mean she might never wake up?!" I heard Carl yell.

"Evan damaged her head quite a bit." Dr. Peterson said.

"I'm sorry Carl." Dr. Peterson said.

Then I felt a hand on my hand. My guess it was Carl.

"Lauren please wake up. I love you, I can't do this without you. We've been through so much since the prison. Lauren I'm begging you please wake up." Carl says squeezing my hand.

I guess it was an instinct but I squeezed back.

Then my eyes fluttered open.

"Lauren?" Carl smiles.

"Im alright" I say but my throat felt like I was swallowing rocks when I talked.

I tried to move my legs but I couldn't.

I. can't. walk.

"Carl. I can't move." I begin to panic.

"Doctor Peterson!" Carl shouts.

Then the doctor and Rick ran in.

"Why can't I move?" I ask crying.

"Your temporarily paralyzed" he breaks the news.

Rick sits next to me and pulls me into a hug.

And I cry into his chest, I let it all out.

After about an hour of everyone coming to see me, I was alone for a bit.

Until Maggie came in.

"Hey there sweetheart" she smiles.

"Hey mags" I say.

She sits down on the chair next to me and begins to cry.

"Wats wrong Maggie?" I ask.

"Beth's gone. Found her as a walker few miles away." I look at Maggie in shock.

"Your kidding, right?" I laugh.

She shakes her head no.

"Maggie I'm so sorry." I try to console her but its no use, she's broken.

"I know I should've waited to tell you since you already received god awful news today but I needed you to know." she looks down at her hands.

"Maggie I'm glad you told me." I reassure her.

"You can talk to me whenever you need me." I smile.

Then Rick came up.

"You should get some rest for tomorrow. Your starting physical therapy." he announces.

"Abby Davids is a physical therapist, she'll be helping you out." he adds,

"Maggie, Glenn is asking for you" He tells Maggie.

She nods and leaves the room.

"When were you planning on telling me Beth was dead?" I ask.

He gets real quiet.

"Maggie told you." he sighs.

"You didnt think I could handle it?! Rick I was just told I may not be able to walk again! I think I could handle that my bestfriend is dead too." I was angry.

Furious sorry.

"Lauren I'm sorry. I should've told you." he says.

"Just leave me alone." I rudely say.

Rick leaves the room and I lie down and cry.

Until eventually I fall asleep.

When I wake up Carl is sitting next to me.

"Hey." I say with a half smile.

"Hey" he says back.

"Lets get you ready for your Therapy session" he says. I nod as he grabbs a light blue dress from my closet and hands it to me.

He leaves the room. I take off the hospital gown and throw on my dress Carl grabbed. I tried grabbing my wheelchair but I fell of the bed.

Carl rushes in.

"Lauren are you alright?" He asks concerned.

"No! I'm not alright! I'm a cripple Carl! how am I supposed to survive when I can't run?!" I yell in frustration.

Carl sighs and helps me into the wheelchair.

"You are gonna get through this. This isn't permanent.'' he reminds me.

I nod as he wheels me to the front door.

Maggie opens the door, and gives a small smile.

"Is Evan still alive?" I ask as Carl and I stroll down the street.

"Did you really think my dad would let that slide?" He chuckles.

"He's dead Lauren don't worry" Carl answers my question.