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XXxSARAHxXx : Hey. Thanks for the suport and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
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NOTTSHOCKEYGIRL99 : Right the spelling mistakes – I'm totally blaming that on my computer, see we had a major falling out a while back, so being the arse it is, broke it's motherboard or something to that effect, causing me to have to go back to my old comp while my new one was getting fixed, and now I have it back, it's not checking my spelling correctly – probably getting me back lol. I see what you mean about the humoungous sentenses, I'll try to fix that one lol. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
KATIE : Hey! Nope I don't think I ever will run outta ideas, well I obviously will one day, but that will only be when I've written them all lol. I've actually never watched the Blair witch project, it never really interested and the bad reviews did'nt exactly excite me into wanting to go. I'm more of a comedy girl anyway lol. Right for my song, lets see - Sometimes i think about, What life was like before, Was it full of old remidies, That kept me reaching for the door, But i know this love is unconditional (yea e yeah), Deep inside your my living joy (yea e yeah), i'm gunna sing you a lullaby, A thousand times or more, Your as sweet as a butterfly, baby all i need and more, Gunna sing you my song cause i think the world about you, Your the only one that matters now, Since the day you were born – Melanie B, Lullaby. Ace song really is lol. Right thanks for your support and review chickydoo. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
NEETU : If you want Adam/Julie stories so much, why don't you just write them yourself. Simply answer, if you don't like Julie/Charlie fics, don't read it. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
NYGOLDFISH54 : Ok, I'll try and sort the mistakes out. Don't worry, I have no immediate plans to dash off and write a Julie/Adam fic, just to please 1 person. Anyways, thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 2
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I laid in this stupid hospital bed, I felt really sleepy and a little light headed, there was a constant beeping noise coming from my right side. I felt pretty weird, as though I couldn't be bothered to move, even turning my head took strength. What was worse, I was laid flat out on this bed, unable to see much more than the ceiling, there was no wonder hospital patients slept so much, if all they had to do for fun was stare at the ceiling.
"Miss Moreau, How are you feeling"? Someone asked.
"Please don't call me that. You make me sound like a real cake-eater. It's Connie". I laughed.
"Ok, Connie, how do you feel"?
"A little numb and sorta not really here". I replied.
"That's just the drugs you're on. The doctor is on his way to see you now". She told me, then left me all alone staring at the ceiling.
"Hi sweetie". That was one voice I recognised straight away.
"Hi mom. Look don't worry, I just had an accident when I was playing, it isn't as bad it looks". I tried not to make her worry. She had always hated the idea of me playing hockey with boys and getting hurt.
"I know baby". She replied tears entering her eyes, but I simply put it down to the fact that I was laid in a hospital bed.
"Hello Connie, I'm Doctor Skelton. Do you mind if I just run a few tests on you"? He sounded rather polite.
"What kinda tests"? I didn't mind tests being run on me, unless they were just wanting to use me as a guinea pig.
"Just to test your reactions to things. You spine took a pretty good beating there". He told me.
"Ok". I answered.
"Right, I'm just going to start from your toe upwards, pricking you with a small needle, you need to tell me when you feel it ok"?
"Ok". I answered, not clicking onto why he was doing such a test. I waited a few minutes, and felt nothing, heard nothing. "Ok, you can start". I said, immediately seeing my moms eyes spill tears. "What's going on"? I began panicking, and tried sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed, but I couldn't. "Why can't I move my legs". I was nearly hysterical.
"Connie, you need to stay"... The doctor began.
"WHY CAN'T I MOVE MY LEGS". I screamed.
"Connie honey, the doctor thinks you may have damaged your spinal cord". My dad said through his tears.
"WHAT NO". I began crying. "Are you telling me, I might never walk again"?
"We don't know the severity as yet, but not walking again is a possibility". The doctor replied truthfully.
He tried to continue explaining, but I just seemed to go blank. This wasn't happening, I was 16 years old, my whole life ahead of me, hockey was my life, but if I couldn't walk, there was no way I could play hockey. After he realised, nothing was going in, the doctor left with my parents, and a nurse came in to help me get more comfortable. I hated how the nurse had to pull me up the bed, and do things for me. She left me alone after making me as comfortable as I'd ever get and it wasn't long until the ducks filed in. I knew they knew, as they all looked so morose, I don't suppose I helped any, I wasn't exactly beaming with happiness myself.
"So, your mom and dad told us". Charlie began. I didn't know how to answer him.
"How do you feel"? Guy asked.
"Like a cripple". I bit back. This shocked them all, hell it shocked me, I NEVER talked like this to any of them.
They all sat there, feeling as awkward as they looked, and I've never seen more relief cross someone's face as I did when the nurse entered and told them that I was going to be taken upstairs for some more tests. They filed out, all telling me they'd see me later and that I'd be fine. I so wanted to believe them.
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
"Did anyone feel dead uncomfortable in there, or was that just me". Portman said, as we reached the waiting area.
"It was". Luis answered.
"It was as though she was a totally different person. I don't like this new Connie". Dwayne said.
"She isn't a different person you guy's. She's just in shock. Imagine how you all felt when we were told she might be paralysed, times that by a million then you've not nearly got how she feels right this minute". Julie told them.
"Julie's right. We all can walk out of here tonight, Connie's not so lucky". Adam joined in.
"How did it go"? Connie's dad asked us when we went into the relatives room.
"Not so good. She barely said 2 words to us". I replied.
"It was 3 actually, 'like a cripple'". Averman pointed out.
"She's gone up for more tests". Adam ignored Averman's comment.
"We'll try again later". I said.
A few hours later, just about everyone had fallen asleep in the relatives, even Coach Orion, who had many times tried to get us all to go home, but we refused blank, wanting to stay close. Connie's parents had both tried talking to her, but they too had received a cold icy response from her. I couldn't sleep, all I could see were visions of Connie and I as kids, playing on the old pond with the others. She had always been the tallest, strongest player, well until we had all hit puberty, and then it seemed as though she had shrunk, even Ken towered over her. But that hadn't stopped her, she continued working just as hard, working more on handling the puck and her speed. After what seemed hours of trying to sleep, I got up and wandered outside onto the corridor. There was deadly silence, with only a few noises every so often. I headed toward her room, and looked in at her through the little window, and surprise, surprise she was as wide awake as me. I knocked gently, then popped my head around the door.
"Hey". I whispered. She didn't reply, just continued staring into space. "C'mon Con's, this isn't like you". I began.
"Well it isn't every day, that I'm told I'll never walk again". She replied bitterly.
"Never say never". I tried bringing light to the situation.
"Ok, well it isn't every day, that I'm told I probably won't ever walk again". She rephrased.
"Connie"... I began, again.
"Charlie, I'm not in the mood for a lecture from you, because if you hadn't noticed, I can't exactly just get up and WALK out". Her words came out sharp, but I could tell there was more hurt and pain in her words than the hate it sounded like.
"Well you're gonna get it. I know you're pissed off right now"...
"You have no idea how I feel Charlie, you know why, because you're stood on your own two legs right now".
"Not everything is about being able to walk you know". I tried fighting back.
"NO. Have you ever not been able to move your legs, to know you won't walk again"?
"No, I haven't"...
"Then you have no idea what I'm going through right about now. You always say, hockey is your life, imagine just for one second not being able to play hockey, how would you feel"?
"This isn't about"...
"Answer the question Charlie"?
"I'd feel like a part of my life was over". I sighed rubbing my temples, I hated saying those words, but they were the truth.
"Exactly. But for me, I won't be able to walk, let alone play hockey".
"Hey, what's going on in here"? A nurse popped her head around the door.
"Nothing, Charlie was just about to leave". Connie answered. "Bye Charlie". She said pointedly.
"I'll see you later". I replied quietly before walking out.
I headed back to the relatives room, feeling every bit defeated. It was as though she had built a wall around herself, and no-one was able to break through it and reach her. I know she was pretty much inconsolable at the moment, I mean god she had just lost the use of her legs, but she was pushing everyone away herself.
"Where've you been"? Coach Orion asked when I reached the relatives room. He was stood outside leaning against the wall.
"To try and get her to talk to me". I answered.
"I'm gonna have a wild guess by the look on your face, that you didn't have much luck".
"All we ended up doing was arguing. She's just thinking so negatively".
"Charlie, none of us can even begin to comprehend what she is going through right now. Just give her time".
"It's more than that Coach". I told him. "She's pushing us away, not letting us in, or giving us any idea of what she's going through".
"Did you, or did you not do the exact same thing when I first became your Coach". He reasoned.
"I suppose". I began seeing it his way.
"Give her time Charlie, give her time". He patted my shoulder and lead me back into the relatives room.
So what do you think, worth carrying on??? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!!
XXxSARAHxXx : Hey. Thanks for the suport and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
PORTMANROXMYSOX : Thatnks for the support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
NOTTSHOCKEYGIRL99 : Right the spelling mistakes – I'm totally blaming that on my computer, see we had a major falling out a while back, so being the arse it is, broke it's motherboard or something to that effect, causing me to have to go back to my old comp while my new one was getting fixed, and now I have it back, it's not checking my spelling correctly – probably getting me back lol. I see what you mean about the humoungous sentenses, I'll try to fix that one lol. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
KATIE : Hey! Nope I don't think I ever will run outta ideas, well I obviously will one day, but that will only be when I've written them all lol. I've actually never watched the Blair witch project, it never really interested and the bad reviews did'nt exactly excite me into wanting to go. I'm more of a comedy girl anyway lol. Right for my song, lets see - Sometimes i think about, What life was like before, Was it full of old remidies, That kept me reaching for the door, But i know this love is unconditional (yea e yeah), Deep inside your my living joy (yea e yeah), i'm gunna sing you a lullaby, A thousand times or more, Your as sweet as a butterfly, baby all i need and more, Gunna sing you my song cause i think the world about you, Your the only one that matters now, Since the day you were born – Melanie B, Lullaby. Ace song really is lol. Right thanks for your support and review chickydoo. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
NEETU : If you want Adam/Julie stories so much, why don't you just write them yourself. Simply answer, if you don't like Julie/Charlie fics, don't read it. Thanks for your review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
NYGOLDFISH54 : Ok, I'll try and sort the mistakes out. Don't worry, I have no immediate plans to dash off and write a Julie/Adam fic, just to please 1 person. Anyways, thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 2
CONNIE'S P.O.V
I laid in this stupid hospital bed, I felt really sleepy and a little light headed, there was a constant beeping noise coming from my right side. I felt pretty weird, as though I couldn't be bothered to move, even turning my head took strength. What was worse, I was laid flat out on this bed, unable to see much more than the ceiling, there was no wonder hospital patients slept so much, if all they had to do for fun was stare at the ceiling.
"Miss Moreau, How are you feeling"? Someone asked.
"Please don't call me that. You make me sound like a real cake-eater. It's Connie". I laughed.
"Ok, Connie, how do you feel"?
"A little numb and sorta not really here". I replied.
"That's just the drugs you're on. The doctor is on his way to see you now". She told me, then left me all alone staring at the ceiling.
"Hi sweetie". That was one voice I recognised straight away.
"Hi mom. Look don't worry, I just had an accident when I was playing, it isn't as bad it looks". I tried not to make her worry. She had always hated the idea of me playing hockey with boys and getting hurt.
"I know baby". She replied tears entering her eyes, but I simply put it down to the fact that I was laid in a hospital bed.
"Hello Connie, I'm Doctor Skelton. Do you mind if I just run a few tests on you"? He sounded rather polite.
"What kinda tests"? I didn't mind tests being run on me, unless they were just wanting to use me as a guinea pig.
"Just to test your reactions to things. You spine took a pretty good beating there". He told me.
"Ok". I answered.
"Right, I'm just going to start from your toe upwards, pricking you with a small needle, you need to tell me when you feel it ok"?
"Ok". I answered, not clicking onto why he was doing such a test. I waited a few minutes, and felt nothing, heard nothing. "Ok, you can start". I said, immediately seeing my moms eyes spill tears. "What's going on"? I began panicking, and tried sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed, but I couldn't. "Why can't I move my legs". I was nearly hysterical.
"Connie, you need to stay"... The doctor began.
"WHY CAN'T I MOVE MY LEGS". I screamed.
"Connie honey, the doctor thinks you may have damaged your spinal cord". My dad said through his tears.
"WHAT NO". I began crying. "Are you telling me, I might never walk again"?
"We don't know the severity as yet, but not walking again is a possibility". The doctor replied truthfully.
He tried to continue explaining, but I just seemed to go blank. This wasn't happening, I was 16 years old, my whole life ahead of me, hockey was my life, but if I couldn't walk, there was no way I could play hockey. After he realised, nothing was going in, the doctor left with my parents, and a nurse came in to help me get more comfortable. I hated how the nurse had to pull me up the bed, and do things for me. She left me alone after making me as comfortable as I'd ever get and it wasn't long until the ducks filed in. I knew they knew, as they all looked so morose, I don't suppose I helped any, I wasn't exactly beaming with happiness myself.
"So, your mom and dad told us". Charlie began. I didn't know how to answer him.
"How do you feel"? Guy asked.
"Like a cripple". I bit back. This shocked them all, hell it shocked me, I NEVER talked like this to any of them.
They all sat there, feeling as awkward as they looked, and I've never seen more relief cross someone's face as I did when the nurse entered and told them that I was going to be taken upstairs for some more tests. They filed out, all telling me they'd see me later and that I'd be fine. I so wanted to believe them.
CHARLIE'S P.O.V
"Did anyone feel dead uncomfortable in there, or was that just me". Portman said, as we reached the waiting area.
"It was". Luis answered.
"It was as though she was a totally different person. I don't like this new Connie". Dwayne said.
"She isn't a different person you guy's. She's just in shock. Imagine how you all felt when we were told she might be paralysed, times that by a million then you've not nearly got how she feels right this minute". Julie told them.
"Julie's right. We all can walk out of here tonight, Connie's not so lucky". Adam joined in.
"How did it go"? Connie's dad asked us when we went into the relatives room.
"Not so good. She barely said 2 words to us". I replied.
"It was 3 actually, 'like a cripple'". Averman pointed out.
"She's gone up for more tests". Adam ignored Averman's comment.
"We'll try again later". I said.
A few hours later, just about everyone had fallen asleep in the relatives, even Coach Orion, who had many times tried to get us all to go home, but we refused blank, wanting to stay close. Connie's parents had both tried talking to her, but they too had received a cold icy response from her. I couldn't sleep, all I could see were visions of Connie and I as kids, playing on the old pond with the others. She had always been the tallest, strongest player, well until we had all hit puberty, and then it seemed as though she had shrunk, even Ken towered over her. But that hadn't stopped her, she continued working just as hard, working more on handling the puck and her speed. After what seemed hours of trying to sleep, I got up and wandered outside onto the corridor. There was deadly silence, with only a few noises every so often. I headed toward her room, and looked in at her through the little window, and surprise, surprise she was as wide awake as me. I knocked gently, then popped my head around the door.
"Hey". I whispered. She didn't reply, just continued staring into space. "C'mon Con's, this isn't like you". I began.
"Well it isn't every day, that I'm told I'll never walk again". She replied bitterly.
"Never say never". I tried bringing light to the situation.
"Ok, well it isn't every day, that I'm told I probably won't ever walk again". She rephrased.
"Connie"... I began, again.
"Charlie, I'm not in the mood for a lecture from you, because if you hadn't noticed, I can't exactly just get up and WALK out". Her words came out sharp, but I could tell there was more hurt and pain in her words than the hate it sounded like.
"Well you're gonna get it. I know you're pissed off right now"...
"You have no idea how I feel Charlie, you know why, because you're stood on your own two legs right now".
"Not everything is about being able to walk you know". I tried fighting back.
"NO. Have you ever not been able to move your legs, to know you won't walk again"?
"No, I haven't"...
"Then you have no idea what I'm going through right about now. You always say, hockey is your life, imagine just for one second not being able to play hockey, how would you feel"?
"This isn't about"...
"Answer the question Charlie"?
"I'd feel like a part of my life was over". I sighed rubbing my temples, I hated saying those words, but they were the truth.
"Exactly. But for me, I won't be able to walk, let alone play hockey".
"Hey, what's going on in here"? A nurse popped her head around the door.
"Nothing, Charlie was just about to leave". Connie answered. "Bye Charlie". She said pointedly.
"I'll see you later". I replied quietly before walking out.
I headed back to the relatives room, feeling every bit defeated. It was as though she had built a wall around herself, and no-one was able to break through it and reach her. I know she was pretty much inconsolable at the moment, I mean god she had just lost the use of her legs, but she was pushing everyone away herself.
"Where've you been"? Coach Orion asked when I reached the relatives room. He was stood outside leaning against the wall.
"To try and get her to talk to me". I answered.
"I'm gonna have a wild guess by the look on your face, that you didn't have much luck".
"All we ended up doing was arguing. She's just thinking so negatively".
"Charlie, none of us can even begin to comprehend what she is going through right now. Just give her time".
"It's more than that Coach". I told him. "She's pushing us away, not letting us in, or giving us any idea of what she's going through".
"Did you, or did you not do the exact same thing when I first became your Coach". He reasoned.
"I suppose". I began seeing it his way.
"Give her time Charlie, give her time". He patted my shoulder and lead me back into the relatives room.
So what do you think, worth carrying on??? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!!