Bully. // Dolan twins story

Ch: The Decision

Me/ I have decided I am going to have to say here in LA for now. I'm not ready to leave quite yet.
Everyone jumped out of their seats and ran over to hug me. They were all so happy to hear I was staying and it really is kind of funny and really ironic when I think about it. I am now best friends with one and dating the other one of my two bully's and at one point my least favorite people. I can't explain how lucky my life is. I am a well known dancer and I have amazing friends who love and care for me and am amazing boyfriend who is the most amazing person ever besides my mother who has been by my side since day one and has given me an unconditional love for everything we have been through. When everyone was done hugging me and congratulating me proper began to finally leave. When everyone was gone I rinsed off in the shower and came back downstairs to help my mom clean up and put things away. It was about 10:30 when we finished so we decided to sit in the couch together and watch scary movies until we fell asleep. We mostly talked throughout the first two movies.

Mom/ I'm very proud of you.
Me/ Why?
Mom/ You had to make a huge decision for yourself and didn't use anyone's input for your decision and I'm really happy and proud you were able to make such a huge decision that easily. Not many adults can make those decisions that quickly.
Me/ Thanks momma. I love you!
Mom/ I love you too sweetie.

We ended up falling asleep around the same time on the couch watching movies at like 3:00 am and when I woke up she was already awake and was eating a cheese omelet and started to make me one when she saw me in the process of waking up. I ate quickly and before I knew it I was leaving for dance class. I walked in and the response about my decision was pretty mixed. Some were happy I stayed and followed my heart. On the other side many were telling me I was being stupid for giving up and once in a life time opportunity that many many would kill for but I tried to ignore them and took myself to my acro privates. When I was on the silks I was learning a new, very hard trick and the worst possible thing ever happened right then and there. My foot didn't have a good grip on the silk and it slipped in a very bad way. A huge shoot of sharp pain went up in two places. In my lower stomach and in the top left part of my left foot. I screamed as loud as I think I ever could as I fell out of the silks. The last thing I remember is my helpless body slamming against the gymnastic mats.

When I woke up I was laying in a hospital bed in a hell of a lot of pain. My foot was elevated in the air wrapped up in a ton of ace wrap and a big matte black boot over the wrap. My mom was sitting my my bed and when I woke up she jumped out of her chair and pushed the button for the nurse. The nurse came in and she took out my iv and gave me a cup of water. There must have been no more loopy medicine in me because I was acting normal.

Me/ Wh- What happened? Why does everything hurt?
Nurse/ You had an accident in dance and you had a very bad fall and almost died.
Me/ WHAT!
I went to sit up but it hurt so much I let out a yell and layer back down. The nurse finished making sore I was okay and left.
Mom/ You shouldn't sit up. It will only make everything hurt more.
Me/ What even did I hurt?
Mom/ You hurt muscles in your lower stomach and back and did something to your intestines. You also tore something in your foot and broke 3 of your toes. And... there's another issue...
Me/ Oh no... what?
I could tell by the tone of her voice something bad is about to come out of her mouth.
Her/ Well... with all of these injuries... you uhhh... there's a good possibility you may never be able to dance again...
I broke down into screams and tears. Dance has been the one main thing keeping me sane throughout my whole situation in life. When things go bad all I have to do is go to dance and I'm instantly better.
Me/ What do you mean o won't be able to dance. Dance is my life it's my everything I can't stop!
Mom/ With your injuries your body may not be able to ever recover enough and be strong enough to ever dance again. One of these injuries alone could ruin a career. You have multiple ones mixed together. You are going into therapy and we will not give up.
Me/ Promise?
Mom/ Promise.

I then slept and the next day I went home. I just can't imagine myself not being able to ever dance again.