"O-operate?! Why?!"
The doctor walks closer to my bedside and shows me the X-ray. You can clearly see where the bone is broken.
I am now really scarred and I wearily ask "how long will I have to be in the hospital?"
"It depends probably 3-5 days." The doctor said.
"Ok" I say. I want to get it over with so I can heal before my tour.
Now I have to make a lot of phone calls. My mom, Scott, Abigail, my band, Selena, and a few others.
I call in a nurse to ask how Ed is. The nurse said that he is still in surgery. The poor thing.
I go on twitter and decide to tweet out a bit of what's going on. I say "So broke my ankle walking in heels.. I'm so clumsy". I try to sound happy and positive even though I am the complete opposite.
A few hours later doctors come in and stick me with needles and do a bunch of stuff that hurt.
Then I get prepped for surgery and put to sleep.
All I can remember is the operating room being really bright and a bunch of masked doctors and nurses looking at me.
When I wake up. I am very groggy. I hear beeping and my ankle is all wrapped up. I am hooked up to several IVs and a heart rate monitor.
Austin and my mom are by my bedside. The told me the surgery went well and my ankle will be healed in 6 weeks.
Then I remember Ed. Austin and my mother look at each other and then Austin says "He is out of surgery... But um.."
"BUT WHAT!" I yell. I feel bad for yelling at him but I need to know.
"He is in a coma tay." Austin blurts out!
"A COMA!? ".
My mom leans close to me "Taylor you need to stay calm and rest or you are going to jeopardize your health."
I don't want to calm down and rest I want to see Ed. I NEED TO SEE ED!
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Lucky 13.
FanfictionFlash to the future and Taylor Swift's is on the verge of releasing her 13th album. It should be amazing because 13 is her lucky number right? Well nothing is going right.