Consider Me

Chapter Fifty Three: Last on the road

FIVE MONTHS LATER.

Lily

"Make sure she is present for physical therapy starting next week," Doctor Conor says. "Your very lucky Lily. To heal from this kind of injury is tough but since your young, your body coped well. But we're still not finished. You won't be able to move your body for now since we just cut the braces but after therapy you will be back to normal,"

"Is there any diet she needs to follow?" Lucas asks. "Any supplements to help her recover her strength?"

"The less the junk food she eats, the better. We need to focus on strengthening the bone so foods rich in calcium, protein and zinc is recommended,"

"Alright,"

"She is fine, Mr. Hawthorne. With proper diet and therapy she will be able to walk again," 

Lucas lightly squeeze my shoulder, "I know she will,"

Doctor Conor smiles, "I will see you next week, Lily,"

I nod. 

Lucas pushes my wheelchair outside where Mum and Dad are waiting. Over the past five months, my parents refused to leave me alone. They were with me the entire time, tending to my needs. 

When they got tired, Lucas and Sabina took over. Sometimes Ryan and Jackson too. Neither of them left me alone. It was both sweet and depressing. I didn't want to be a burden to them but I had no energy to argue with them. I needed them. 

With both my arms and legs fractured, it's hard to do normal tasks much less littles things like scratching or folding. I was miserable these few months. I couldn't attend graduation. I missed my placement interview. Everything that I risked my life for slipped through my fingers that day when I fell on the stage. 

But my family and friends remained with me. Especially Lucas. 

He didn't leave my side, not once, even when my parents were in the room. Everyone went home to rest, but Lucas slept by my side. That hospital bedroom had two beds and I felt so much for him during those time, it's unexplainable. 

People vow to be with each other in sickness and health. My boyfriend stayed with me without any vow and stuff. And I realized, I wanted no one but him. 

I am still weak. I may have gotten my braces over but I am far from recovered. I can't move my hands or legs. Hence, the wheelchair. 

Mum smiles upon seeing me and kisses my forehead. "How are you feeling, honey?"

"Tired,"

"I am taking her home," Lucas says.

"You sure Lucas? Mum asks. 

She is not hesitant, rather sad to see she doesn't have to take care of me anyone. I found someone who is willing to put both time and efforts on me. When Mum said after my casts were taken off that she will take me home, Lucas refused. He said he wanted to take care of me and he knows better what I need because he stayed with me twenty four seven for five months in the hospital. 

One would think he'd lose his mind and leave me. I thought that too. I didn't wanted to be a burden to him. Nobody wanted a girlfriend they needed to tend every hour of the day, but Lucas proved me wrong. He was adamant that he stays with me. 

And I might've cried because of that. 

"Yes. You're welcome to visit any time," 

"Okay," she says gently then looks at me with a smile. "I'll come and meet you darling,"

"Don't worry too much," I tell her. 

Lucas nods at my Dad who kisses my forehead too then he pushes wheelchair to the exit. I am nervous as we get closer to the door. It's the first time I leaving the hospital. The first time I am seeing the outside world after so long.