Torn in Two

Torn

One month later

Lisa's POV

It's Saturday morning, October sometime. Sunlight is coming in through the window, even though its 5:30am. I don't know why I can't sleep.

Yesterday I got my leg and arm casts off! I still can't talk though, so we've told our fans what happened, and the band is currently on hold until we get further news from the doctor.

I've been going to voice therapy and my vocal chords are a lot better and I can start to speak today they said!

I quietly get up and brush my teeth, have a shower and get dressed before going down to have a small breakfast. I'm the only one awake so I might go to the beach and try to talk and sing a little bit.

Yes, I can sing! The doctor said I can talk normally and sing only for half an hour a day at first.

I leave a note on the table saying where I am, but I'll probably be back before my parents even wake up! I make my way to the beach and sit on the same cliff I was at just over a month ago, convincing Dani not to commit suicide.

I sit on a rock, staring out at the ocean and decide to go straight into it and sing.

What should I sing? Roar, heart attack, treasure... I decide on heart attack to see if I can still reach the high notes.

I swallow, take a deep breath and start:

Putting my defences up,

'Cause I don't wanna fall in love

If I ever did that,

I think I'd have a heart attack....

I stop. My voice sounds... Different. Because that's a high part to sing I normally sing that in my head voice, but that seems to be coming from my chest voice. So if I can sing that high in my chest voice, what's my head voice going to be like?

I try to do some runs in my head voice, and I smile widely. My voice is so high! I can reach notes I couldn't before and more! That means I must have torn my lower vocal chords, meaning I'd have higher vocal chords instead!

I sing a few songs to myself, tears of happiness streaming down my face. I then talk to myself about how calming the ocean is.

I look at the time: 8:00. I should probably get back. I walk back home and go in to see my family all eating breakfast, they then look up expectantly at me; they knew I could talk today. I smile to myself and say one word: 'later'.

I then go up to my room and write a journal entry, I never used to write a diary, but since what happened I've written at least once a day to communicate my thoughts. I then listen to music and sigh contentedly.

Barely ten minutes later my five sisters barge in and sit in a circle around my bed. They all know what this means: will we be able to continue the band?

I see Christina look at me through water-filled eyes, this means so much to her. She's put in so much effort and time, I need to tell her that its ok.

I smile and sing my chorus of Wings to them and they are so happy to hear me sing Amy jumps forward to hug me, but I put my hand up to signal her to wait.

'Christina, can you please sing my part for Wings?' I ask and she nods. She starts to sing:

You gave me wings, and taught me to fly,

I join in with a much higher harmony which fits perfectly,

When I was out there on my own

You gave me wings and brought me to life