Who Would I Be Without You? //Ben Cook fanfic// *FINISHED*

Twenty-Six: On the Spot, in the Spotlight *Part 1*

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"Erika!"I shout, running over to where Erika had fallen from the wall, leaning over it to see her on her back, her limbs all over the place, groaning up at me. I run around the wall and down the small slope, falling to my knees beside Erika who's face is twisted in pain and confusion.

"What the hell happened?" She mumbles quietly, trying to sit up.

"Y-You fell off the wall...are you okay can you stand up?!" I ask, stumbling over my words in a clumsy panic.

Erika held onto me and Taylor, who had ran down the small inclining hill after me and the rest of the girls had followed suit, and using all her strength, began pulling herself up, wincing and crying out in pain as she collapsed back to the ground, her left hand quickly snapping down to her leg, holding it tenderly. 

"My ankle...I-I think I may have broken it..." She mumbled, tears springing to her eyes as she squeezed them shut and grit her teeth.

My eyes widen. "What?!" I snap, rushing to her other side and taking a look at her ankle. I'd barely laid a finger on it before Erika jumped and groaning in pain at the gentlest touch.

"I'm guessing walking is out of the question?" I ask and she gives me a "ya' think?" look before me and Taylor help her up again and with additional support from Ashley and Kate, we somehow make it up the hill and back on the street. We walk Erika over to the wall and I take out my phone quickly, dialling 911.

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I'm now sat in the ER with Erika laid down on one of the check up beds. Her leg was elevated with an ice pack on it, pretty red and swollen, which made me worry.

Taylor, Ashley and Kate sat on the rows of seats next to me, all looking nervous and jittery as a doctor came in with a clipboard. "Well Miss. Henningsen, looks like you have a pretty bad sprain and your ankle's pretty swollen, so you're going to need that wrapping and to keep off that leg for a while." He explains, scribbling some notes down on his clipboard as a nurse came in with some bandages.

Erika's eyes widened. "Wait, for how long?" she asked, wincing when the nurse tried moving her right leg as gently as possible.

The doctor clicks his pen, thinking. "a few weeks I'd say. 6 at the most."

Erika looked absolutely defeated. She leaned back on the pillow and groaned. "I can't be off my feet for that long! I have a job to do that requires I use my legs!" She covers her face with her arms and lets out a pained cry of anguish.

I take Erica's hand, huffing out a sigh. Suddenly, an idea comes to me. "Don't you have standby's and understudies? They could probably take over for a while right?" I ask hopefully.

She looks back up at me, still sad and defeated. "No...my understudy's off with the flu, my standby is at her sister's wedding this weekend and everyone else who could possibly fill the position is already playing another part in the show!"

I huff out another long sigh, about to try and comfort her again when another nurse comes in. He looks around at us all and asks. "Is there an Olivia Cook in here?" he asks and I step forward.

"That's me, what's wrong?" I ask as he gestures for me to follow him.

"Someone by the name of Ben is asking for you. been trying to contact you apparently." The nurse explains, pointing toward an anxious pacing Ben who looks up upon us walking in and  rushes over to me, crushing me in one of his bear hugs.