t.. thank you…
*the doctor barely heard him before he looked back at Katelynn, tears already running down his face again. a wheel chair. seven months. learn how to walk again. he brought his hands up and pressed them over his face, unable to hold a shuddering cry of despair for the woman who lay in the bed before him. it was so unfair. not right. why couldn’t this happen to him? why had it happened to her, what had she done wrong to deserve this? suddenly he realized Alice was here; somehow lost in this news he had barely noticed her but now he hurried over to her sleeping form, and shook her arm*
Alice.. Alice, Alice…
[The world moved and Alice blinked awake. Jack was standing over her shaking her arm. Huh?] Jack? what are you doing h- [Then she remembered Katelynn. She bolted up right.] Is she awake?!
n-no she isn’t… no she… *oh god tears why won’t you stop. he lifts his hands and wipes at his face* the doctor j-just came in… h, he said she’s borderline anorexic and h-her recovery is going to take seven months and she’ll need a wheelchair and physiotherapy and oh god Alice why?!
Jack Maple 