Chapter 2

The next day

Kayla woke up and saw Juliette entering with breakfast, "Hi Kayla, Peter said to bring you breakfast and after you were finished he wants to see you in the office"

"Can you show me to Peter's office?" She spoke in a quiet voice after finishing her breakfast.

"Sure"

Peter's office

"How are you feeling today Kayla?"

"Sore, but it's to be expected"

"The nurse had your pain meds when you need them. You also have to go to her three times a day for your antibiotics."

"Absolutely Peter. Can I go now?"

"Sure"

Kayla spent the day hanging out with her new classmates, minus the nap she took in the middle of the afternoon but that was a side effect of her medication. That night, she was asleep before anyone but during the night pain shot through her arm and she cried out waking a couple of the girls. "Kayla are you okay?"

"No, my arm is killing me"

Noticing the way her good arm was clutching the immobilized one, Katherine ran to get Peter, pounding on the door until he opened the door, "Katherine, what's wrong?"

"Something's wrong with Kayla, she's crying out in pain"

"Let's go" When they reached the dorm, Peter immediately went to Kayla.

"Peter is she okay?" Daisy asked.

"No, Katherine can you help me get her into my car?"

"Sure Peter"

Katherine and Peter got her into the hospital; it was such a quiet night she was seen almost immediately. When the doctor entered he asked, "How bad and where is the pain Kayla?"

"Hurts" she whispered.

"She was sound asleep in the dorm when she woke up screaming" Katherine informed the doctor.

"All right, I'll get some pain meds into her and then take some x-rays"

"What could be causing this pain?" Peter asked.

"Possibly a torn ligament that was missed or didn't stay connected during the initial surgery"

"All right, if that is the case what is the treatment?"

"Surgery to reconnect the ligament"

Two hours later the doctor entered the room and noticed that Kayla was finally seemed to be resting so he spoke quietly to Peter, "I have the results of the tests."

"What did they show?"

"X-rays showed nothing but the MRI revealed a torn ligament, she'll need surgery."

"When can you do the surgery?"

"Its 2:30 now, 6 am is the earliest we can get her in."

"How long after the surgery will she have to be in the hospital?"

"Once she wakes up, she'll only need to stay for a couple of hours to make sure she dosen't have a reaction to the medication."

"All right, let's do that"

"Do what?" came Kayla's drowsy reply.

"There is a torn ligament and they need to reattach it"

"When is this happening?" she was used to her doctors making the desisions.

"This morning if you're okay with it"

"If it will stop this pain then it's okay with me" surprised that she was being asked for her opinion.

"Are you still in pain?" the doctor asked.

"It's not as bad as it was but it still hurts."

"I'll give you another dose of pain meds and soon you'll be receiving a pre-op medication that will make you drowsy all right?"

"Sure"

Two hours later Peter and Katherine waited by Kayla's bedside until she woke from surgery. At the first sign of consciousness both stood next to Kayla in case she panicked which she didn't. As promised two hours after the surgery Kayla was in the car with her arm back in the immobilizer and on her way back to the school.

At the school

As Kayla rested in a lounge chair on the porch of the dorm, Scott brought her lunch to her. "Kayla, Peter sent me over with food."

"Thanks"

"Sure" he said as he turned to leave.

"Um, can you stay here? I just need some company."

"Sure"

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Yes"

"Are you the same Kayla Dennis that won the junior worlds in gymnastics?"

"Yes, proudest moment of my life"

"I saw those worlds on TV and your performances were beautiful"

"Are you going back to the sport?"

"Depends on how my arm heals; my best event is the bars which unfortunately requires both arms. And did you know my wrist was broke before competition began?"

"Wow, did your coach know?"

"He's paid by my father to ignore those things"

"That's sad"

"So was him informing me while I was in the hospital that he won't coach me anymore. something about the risk not being worth it."