Until Dawn: A Sudden Change
Chapter 2 of my Until Dawn story, enjoy.
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thedarkpokemaster: Yeah, indeed, well, now we have to see how she will manage; um, but I said Josh did become a Wendigo did you not see that?
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Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Until Dawn or its characters.
Chapter 2
It was like being in a dream, Sam didn't know what to say, how to react; she just looked down at herself, stuck, seated in the wheelchair. Her friends were all around her, worried, but not saying anything as they made their way out of the hospital, Mike was the one pushing the chair. Sam didn't care, she was too far lost inside herself to care.
'I can't, I can't walk...the damage to my spine, when I hit that railing...I can't...it's broken...' She thought in dismay, her thoughts disjointed and distant.
The news was still a shock to her, the doctors words too fresh, echoing in her head again and again as he explained the damage she had suffered.
"Sam..." Ashley began hesitantly.
Sam did not respond, still too lost; she hadn't even heard Ashley. Sharing a worried look with the others, Ashley did not push it and said nothing more. Sam continued to stare listlessly down at herself, as if not quite believing what she was seeing.
But there was no denying it, the chair was there, she was stuck in it, stuck in this throne of metal and leather with wheels. She only really snapped out of her trance when they exited the hospital and came out into the daylight. Waiting nearby was a car with four people standing by it, her family.
Sam took a shaky breath as she saw them. They no doubt had been informed of her injuries, but actually seeing them would be another matter. She looked to her parents first, fifty-five year old Samuel Giddings and his wife, fifty-two year old Helen.
Samuel was a stern looking prudish man, rather tall with short greying brown hair and hazel eyes; however appearances were deceptive and while he wasn't one for openly showing emotion, he was a caring father and husband. Helen was clever and open-minded and certainly helped her husband in being more carefree. She still looked young and beautiful with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes.
Then her gaze shifted to her siblings, twenty-one year old Andy Giddings, a young man nearly six feet tall, like their father, with short brown hair, hazel eyes and a strong build, he was a younger carbon copy of their father so to speak. However personality wise he was easy going, talkative and eager to get to know people and help them.
Sam herself was the middle child of three, the youngest was her little sister, thirteen year old Penny, a short girl of around five-foot-two, with an athletic build and a small scar above her right eyebrow, that had come from a scratch given to her by the family cat when she was seven, otherwise she was the double of their mother.
An energetic bubbly girl who, Sam recalled, always said she wanted to be like her.
Recalling that now left a bitter taste in Sam's mouth.
'Yeah, bet Penny would wish different now...look at me...'
They soon hurried over to her.
"Sam..." Her mother whispered.
Sam bit her lip. "Mom...Dad...Andy, Penny, I..."
Samuel shook his head. "Don't Sam, it's...It's already hard, we can see that."
Sam sighed but nodded and after saying goodbye to her friends, Sam readied herself; they hadn't been able to get an accessible car on short notice and she knew there would still be several changes to be made at the house.
Right now, she had to endure the shame of having to be lifted out of her chair and helped into the car. Luckily Andy managed it with no fuss, his body mostly blocking her from view of the others. As the Giddings family left, the rest of the group remained quiet for a while, watching the car leave.
"Sam...really doesn't good." Jess said at last. "She, she can't seem to come to terms with what she now faces."
Ashley nodded. "She's stuck in a wheelchair, faces life in a wheelchair now...It's hard for her to face that fact."
"We have to help her, somehow." Chris added.
The others agreed, the only problem was, none of them knew for sure how they could help her.
Back home, Sam sat by the window, looking out at the rain mournfully.
'This is my life now...crippled, stuck with the chair...what am I gonna do?' She thought sadly.
She listened to her family in another room, particularly her little sister, Penny was as energetic and bubbly as ever. Even the sight of her older sister, who she always wanted to be life, being stuck in a wheelchair, not being able to climb or even walk again, hadn't dampened her spirits.
In the end, Sam felt her determination rise. 'I can't let this beat me, I won't...I have to keep moving, I have to, have to accept this and move on.'
She would just have to get used to being in the chair, this was her life now.
End of chapter and we see how hard Sam is taking things, read and review please.