ASLEEP // A DOVE AND RYAN FAN FICTION.

Chapter 8// Going home?

DOVE'S POV: I had been home for a week on my own.

Ryan was still in hospital.

It turned out he was temporarily paralyzed from the waist down..

When i say 'temporarily' i mean they were just not sure whether he was going to be able  to walk again or not.

I was at home, eating toast, wearing Ryan's shirt and sweat pants.
Family guy reruns were on the Tv.
I had watched 10 episodes in a row already.

I was lying down on the couch, eating ice cream.
The Doctors told me he should be home soon..he would walk right through the door unharmed..well..that's what I really wanted to happen..I knew in reality he would come home, bruises..cuts..broken bones,.. sat in a wheelchair.

Ryan's POV:

They were running tests on me all the time.
I could hear the doctors whispering to each other.
"He needs a wheelchair fitted"
"There's no way he's going to walk anytime soon"
I didn't even know wheelchairs could be 'fitted'
They knew I was awake and they were basically telling me I was never going to walk again!
I was staring at the ceiling and thinking about Chloe.
She hadn't visited me for the past 3 days..maybe she had when I was sleeping..I just wanted to see her..hear her voice..
But I was glad she wasn't there as well..I didn't want her to be sat in a hospital breathing in the smell of bleach and hospital food.
I was the one who told her to go home in the first place.

"Okay..good news" a Doctor, who I later found out to be called Dr June, said as she walked up to my bed.

"Good news?"I asked, trying to push my self up on my elbows.
"Yes, you can go home tomorrow!"she said, removing the bandage from my arm, cutting out a new piece, and wrapping it back around.
"Really!?" I asked excitedly.
"Yes..but..there is a possibility..that..um..you will need a wheelchair.."
I gulped.
"Still? I thought..I thought they fixed me.."
She sniffed "well..they did..kind of.."she sighed.
"Kind of..? But.."
She interrupted me.
"I'm sorry..we tried our hardest..we did our best.."
I just shook my head
"So..you're saying I'll never be able to walk again?!" I asked, starting to yell.
" No!..no..I didn't say that..just for now.." She answered, cleaning up the cut on my cheek.
"So..how long?!"I asked, sniffing.
" well..if the medication we're going to give to you works..you could be walking again in about..3 weeks?"
That was a long time without my legs..
It was obviously gonna be hard..but..I had Chloe..she had me..and together we could do anything..anything at all..

This is a double update guys 😃