So I wrote up an outline for every chapter of this story. I'm not done yet but at the moment, it looks like it will be over 30 chapters. Definitely my longest story yet. I'm so excited!
Her name was Addie Remington. She lived in a small apartment in Darwin, Australia and worked at a hair salon called Sharp Cuts as a hair stylist. She had gone to the beach on her day off because she wanted to go somewhere relaxing in contrast to the fast paced salon.
That was everything Logan had learned about Addie in the first hour of her being awake. Everyone, excluding Kendall, had gathered around her to listen to her story. Unlike Logan, Addie hadn't been able to hear everything that was happening outside her coma, the day before she woke up. She said it felt just like waking up from a deep sleep.
The doctor came in and scolded the group for not immediately telling her that a coma patient had woken, for the second time that day.
"I'm dealing with five year olds." Dr. Monroe muttered under her breath as she flipped through her clipboard. "Anyway, Miss. Remmington, your wounds will take longer to heal than Mr. Henderson's because yours were severely worse. Even when they have completely closed up, you will still have a limp and physical limitations."
Addie's eyes widened and she looked heartbroken. Dr. Monroe saw the look on her face and continued, "The limitations won't be extreme! When you're older, you will need a cane and probably later a wheelchair but you can still do everyday things like walking, jogging, or swimming."
"I don't think I'll be doing much swimming." Addie admitted quietly. Logan couldn't help but agree with her. He had to say, the closest he would be getting to any body of water would be his bathtub.
"Of course you don't." Dr. Monroe nodded. "Most things will still be possible, but they may tire you out easier and you won't be able to do them as well. Both you and Mr. Henderson will have to have daily physical therapy for the next few days and once you're released, you'll need it once or twice a week."
"You're being very direct with Addie but what about Logan?" Mrs. Henderson asked. "His career relies on his physical wellness."
"Logan will be fine." Cue sigh of relief. "It will take him a while to heal and his first few shows may have to be in a wheelchair or on crutches but he should make a full recovery as long as he attends physiotherapy and stays off that leg."
"Told you you'd be staying in that wheelchair." Mrs. Henderson smirked at her son. Logan scoffed but didn't say anything else.
"But for now, it's time for everyone to leave. Visiting hours are over and you can all come back tomorrow." Dr. Monroe shooed everyone out of the room. The guys and Logan's family all hugged him goodbye and waved goodbye to Addie. Carlos was really the only one who hugged the girl because, well, he was Carlos. The kid hugs everything.
"Miss. Remington, we have contacted your family to tell them what has happened. Your father says they won't be able to make the trip down to Sydney because of your mother but they will call your boss and inform him of your current situation." One of the nurses said as she stepped into the room. She was British and sounded very posh. "They also say they miss you and can't wait for your return."
"Uh, thanks." Addie muttered, still trying to figure out what she had said. The nurse talked so fast that it was hard to understand her. "Do you know when I can leave?"
"The date you shall be discharged is dependant on your current physical and mental state. If you are incapable of-"
"Just be American for five seconds." Logan butted in and Addie shot him a thankful smile. Even though she was Australian, it was easier to understand American than whatever language the nurse was speaking.
The nurse scowled. "If you feel bad, you stay. If you feel good, you leave. Clear?" Both of them nodded and the nurse stomped out of the room. Logan sniggered at her.
"She didn't really give much to go on, did she?"
"I guess not." Addie laughed. Even her laugh, real as it was, was quiet and shy. Logan was the polar opposite of her; he was loud, rambunctious and tended to hit on girls a little too often. Addie seemed like the type who would be terrified if a guy even spoke to her.
Logan realized his logic made no sense at all, after he thought it because he, in fact was a male. Shaking his head, he turned in his bed to Addie and outstretched his hand.
"I don't think we've properly met, I'm Logan Henderson." Addie gently took his hand and shook it.
"Addie Remington. It's a pleasure to meet you." She managed a small smile. "And I wanted to thank you for saving me. I didn't really have time to say it when we were...dying."
Logan chuckled. "Any time. You saved me too, you know."
Addie smiled and let go of his hand. She couldn't fully reach it from her bed so really, she was only shaking his fingertips. "Hitting an crocodile is a little different than diving into crocodile infested waters after a girl you don't know."
"Walk down the street and ask anybody and see if they've ever hit a crocodile with a rock. Trust me, the crocodile smashing was very much appreciated."
"Then you're welcome." Addie smiled. She looked so tiny, curled up underneath all the hospital blankets. "How long have you been awake, anyway?"
"Just a day longer than you. I was supposed to be in a coma for another week and you were supposed to be in one for even longer. Luck is on our side I guess." Logan smiled his signature lopsided. He watched as Addie lifted up her hand and lightly touched her collarbone. Her eyebrows furrowed as her hand spread over her chest as she frantically searched her neck for something.
Addie sat up and lifted up her pillows and blankets, obviously having lost something. "Are you okay?" Logan asked and she shook her head.
"I can't find my necklace!" Addie threw one of her pillows on the ground, searching for the lost necklace.
"Well what's it look like?" Logan asked, scanning the ground around her bed in case it might have fallen off. There was nothing there, other than the fluffy white pillow.
"It's a gold cross." Addie explained as simply as she could.
So she's religious. Logan thought as he pressed the blue button on the wall that called for the nurse. A moment later, the same British nurse from before had entered. She still had a scowl on her face and her skinny arms were crossed. "What?" she spat.
"Addie was wearing a gold cross necklace, do you have it?" Logan explained politely, trying to ignore her rude tone. The nurse shook her head, looking a little confused.
"All possessions of the Crocodylus Porosus victims were turned into the front desk. Neither of you had anything on you at the time of the attack." The nurse shrugged. "You may have lost it during the struggle."
Adddie slumped in her bed, looking devastated. The necklace obviously must have been important to her if she was so upset that she'd lost it. Logan gave her a sympathetic smile, "The police were searching the beach for your iPod when you were Jane Doe, maybe they found it."
"Anything that the police may have found during their search would have notified Dr. Monroe. Your necklace appears to be lost for good." Logan shot the nurse a wicked glare which she responded to by slowly backing out of the room and shutting the door behind her.
"Don't worry, we'll find it." Logan reassured the brunette, even though he wasn't so sure about the fact himself. "If you don't mind me asking, why is it so important to you?"
"My step-mother got it for me before she developed Parkinson's disease." Oh.
There wasn't much Logan could do about that. It must have been a good memory for her to look back on when times were tough. Now would be a good time she to have it. Logan shifted awkwardly on the bed, "I'm sorry. Is that why your parents couldn't come visit you?" Addie nodded.
She remained quiet so Logan tried cheering her up. Like he said before, he felt very protective of the girl and seeing her look so unhappy made him feel even worse. Like he had failed at something even though he knew that her losing the necklace and her step-mother getting sick was not his fault. "Do you want to watch a movie or something? To cheer you up."
Addie managed a weak smile. "Sure, that'd be nice."
Logan called the rude nurse back and asked her to play them a movie. It took a while for them to decide on which one but they finally settled on Iron Man. The hospital owned all three, and the Avengers movie so they thought they may as well have a marathon. They were stuck in a hospital for who knows how long!
Addie was definitely a shy girl. She laughed at Logan's jokes and occasionally made a few of her own but for the most part, she was silent. But Logan wanted to know every single thing about her. Glancing over at Addie from his bed, he couldn't help but wonder what lay beneath her shy exterior.
I know, it's short. But once they get out of the hospital, things should start to be longer and better. Review please!