The Lost Girl ||Final Book In The Starbucks Girl Series||

Chapter 2: What Am I Supposed To Do?

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It has been almost two weeks since i have updated The Lost Girl! I have just been so skeptical about how I ended Cali Girl. I seriously have been wanting to go back and time and not end it. But since I sadly couldn't come up with how to invent a time machine, I wrote the next chapter! I am also almost to 3,500 fans! I am like dying inside! Just as a heads up so people know what my posting schedule will be like, I return to school the 27th of August. i should be getting some updates form know until then in. I won't be updating on the 13th of August (A.K.A. Tuesday) since it will be my birthday and I will be wanting to spend the day with family and friends. Anyways. Make sure you follow my twitter. I have been posting updates about the stories, what's going on in my life, and spoilers. I actually just posted a huge one! I hope that you enjoy the next chapter! Thanks!

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~Emily's P.O.V.~

"Are we on a merry go round?" I asked Bella as I laid on the bed. Everything was spinning. I felt as though I was.... Spinning. The bed felt like it was moving sideways. I fell. My legs did't feel anything as I hit the cold marble floor.

"Em!" Harry cried and got on the ground beside me. I could see black spots. I was going to faint. Suddenly, cold water washed over me, and the dizziness stopped. Everyone turned to see Niall standing there with a, empty bottle of water.

"Water gets you awake" He defended himself. I cracked a slight smile as his reaction. I sighed, and leaned against the bed as I sat on the ground. Harry handed me a towel. I smiled gratefully at him and whipped my face.

"This is all just..... sudden" I said to them. "I don't really....." My voice trailed off. I couldn't walk again. No dancing. No walking. No sports. Nobody would want to hire a girl in a wheelchair for a movie or TV show. What was I supposed to do with my life now?

"Can I talk to the doctor alone?" I asked everyone. Bella looked at me skeptically as Harry helped me into the bed again. "Please?" I asked. They all nodded in agreement.  As soon as they left, I turned to the doctor who was sitting in a chair beside my bed.

"So, is there any medicine or anything I can take to get better?"  I asked, more in a pleading voice.

"No. It isn't something that can be fixed that easily. It is basically a crack in your spine. All of your nerves below your waist have basically been broken." My face fell.

"You can try physically therapy" He said. A smile lifted my spirits . "However" Oh no. "The chances of you being able to recover with physical therapy with this type of condition is about 1 in a million" He said.

"So there is a chance that I could recover" I said, making sure.

He sighed. "There is, but it's not easy, and it could take-"

"Sign me up" I told him. "I'm not spending the rest of my life sitting in a wheelchair" The doctor just shook his head and looked down at his clipboard.

"I'l see what I can do" He said.

~Harry's P.O.V.~

We all filed out into the hallway. Nobody said a word at first. "It's really serious" Bella said finally. 

"No shit" I muttered under my breathe. Niall eyed me warningly as if to say not to talk to his girlfriend like that. Before anybody would say anything my phone buzzed in my pocket. I sighed and pulled it out. Not bothering to check who was calling, I pressed answer.