Saved By Elounor

Chapter 15

It felt as if my eyes had been glued shut. I couldn't open them even if I tried. I was not dreaming, but simply staring into a black space. No images, no color.

From that description, one would believe I was unconscious. I was not, though. My ears took in all that was happening around me. I just couldn't move or speak.

My eyes did open though. I blinked a few times, but then I saw what was the familiar face of Louis Tomlinson.

"Dad?" I questioned.

"Hello Ally. Do you know where you are?" He asked.

I tried to shake my head 'no', but it hurt too much. I simply mouthed out the word.

"You're in the hospital... Do you remember what last happened?" He asked again.

I mouthed the word 'no' again.

"You got in a car accident... You were tipsy, not exactly drunk. The other driver was highly intoxicated, though." Dad explained. "That was four days ago."

"Don't tell them..." I managed to release through my extremely soar throat.

"Don't tell who?"

"The reporters. Anyone. Dad please! This would ruin my career!" I began yelling.

"Calm down, love. We won't tell anyone... But they might find out..."

"What happened to me?" I asked feeling a sharp pain shoot through my leg.

"You fractured your shin, knee, and part of your foot. You'll be on crutches for a while... I'm sorry, Ally." Explained the doctor.

I sighed and looked around (my neck still outrageously stiff) at the hospital landscape. It's white. And that's all. It was like what I had just envisioned in my dream... but more... Depressing.

I can't get up, I assumed, so I just lied in my bed waiting for some excitement.

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Not much excitement came to be honest. But today is exciting. I'm getting my leg brace on, and I will learn to use a wheelchair. I can wheel around the hospital grounds today. It's not any fun, but It's better than staying in that uncomfortable bed.

The doctor had to help lift me out of bed and put me into the chair. Once I was in, it was easy. You move the wheel forward to go forward, backward to go backward, and so on.

I won't be in this for long... I'll be in therapy every day for at least six weeks starting in a few days. Then I just get a lousy pair of forearm crutches to wobble around on. That'll be great. I'll have them for about four months when the doctor can then examine me if I need them longer.

Until then, I get out of the hospital tonight... I hope... Mum and dad just need to sign all the paperwork, and get me out of here at about 3 am so no paps catch a glimpse. The only person who can know what happened is Linny, since her car was ruined.

She didn't seem mad... But she was pissed. I could tell. I called her this morning and explained.

I don't like being in this hospital. It's rather boring and I'm unable to do anything except roll down the hall to the food courts.

I'm done for the day... I'm going to bed.

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Wowow... I finally updated!

I feel like this chapter should have been longer... but I didn't know what to write.

School is almost over... so many authors are going to be more actively writing, while I'm the complete opposite. I will not be updating as often as I normally do... Just a head ups.

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