Save me (Amyplier)

Chapter 15

"You can do it!" I cheered as Amy lifted a five-pound weight with her legs, she looked like she was having a hard time but she didn't want to stop. "Please don't hurt yourself."

"This is harder then it looks!" She said putting her leg down.

"Well yeah, both of your legs were shattered! it is a miracle that you are able to do this."

"I am trying, I really am."

"Why don't we work on some arm movements, give your legs a break." The physical therapist said taking the weights off of her legs.

"Okay." She said sounding sad. She wants to walk.

After Physical therapy, I wheeled her into the sunroom.

"I want to go back to my room."

"You only want to go because you are upset that you are not walking yet," I said.

"How did you know?"

"It is writing all over your face." I wheeled her to the back of the room and sat next to her. "You will get back on your feet, it is going to take time. I wasn't kidding when I said your legs where shattered. Amy, you should be dead. The fact that I am able to sit here and talk to you is crazy!"

"I know but I have always been a person who needs to move, I can't just sit around all day and do nothing."

"I know and I have so much planned for you to do."

"But the case? You need to find Jordan."

"Right now I can't do anything. They need to find her, they have an idea but she can be anywhere."

"So what does that mean?"

"It means that later today we are going to put our swimwear on and go into the pool. It's great for your legs, you will be able to move around a little bit and it's fun."

"Really?" She has a huge smile on her face.

"Yep, we just need to wait for lunch then after an hour we can get changed and go play."

"Thank you." She looked like she was about to cry.

"Why the tears?"

"I have been a bump on the log and here you are planning fun things that I can do."

"It's okay, that is normal for you to feel with what you have gone through. Amy, you went through hell many of times."

"There is so much I want to talk about but I get so scared to say it." she looked down at her feet.

"How about this, I will get you a journal, whatever you need to say but you are scared you can write in there."

"You will do that?"

"I feel like we have had this conversation before," I said laughing. I got up and wheeled her to the café.

"What would you like today?" I asked handed her a tray.

"Do they have soup? Tomato soup sounds really good right now."

I took her to the soup and got her a bowl. I got a bowl of chicken noodle soup. Once she was at the table she started to eat slowly.

"What's wrong?" I asked smashing my crackers.

"Are you here because chief told you to be?"

"Yes and no, Yes, he did put my name on the paperwork to be here, no because even if he didn't I would still be here."

"Your not here because you pity me and you feel like you have to?"

"What is going on in the pretty head of yours?"