Black.

"...yes it's only temporary."

"How can it be temporary?"

"It may be periodic. The stress caused trauma to the spinal cord and partially cut of circulation to the brain, but with the right physio we're sure she can get better with time."

"Oh god..."

I felt my eyes flutter as they opened with trouble. My whole body felt heavy. The first thing I saw was a blurred figure that was looming over me. White light streamed into my eyes. I moaned, as my eyes adjusted.

"Hey." Alicia said sweetly as she leaned over me. I rubbed my eyes.

"Where am I?" I askedthe circle of stunned faces.

"You're in the hospital; you fainted." Gerard said, his eyes shallow.

"How long have been here?" I asked pushing myself up.

"A couple of hours..." Gee said vaguely- as he seemed to be in shock.

"Well what's wrong, can I go?" I asked urgently. They all looked un surely at each other.

"Why, don't we go check on Frank, you and gee can talk." They said running out of the room literally.

"What's wrong with frank?" I asked.

"Oh, he beat this guy p who was jumping on you, he's getting is knuckles plastered up." Gee laughed awkwardly. It was silent for a bit.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked. Gee bit his lip, quiet for a bit.

"Okay...Blake... The stress caused trauma to the spinal cord and partially cut of circulation to the brain, temporarily paralysing you." He blurted out.

"What?"

"Look, Blake they say you wil get better with the right pyscio or something." He said, leaning over trying to comfort me.

"Get out!" I screamed, leaning back into my bed, covering my weeping eyes.

"Blake, c'mon..."

"Out!" I growled, turning over on my side, un able to take in this information. My hand now reaching down to my numbed legs.

GERARD

The doctors told us it was end of visiting hours and we were to come back tomorrow if we wanted. They were going to keep Blake in for another day to make sure everything was okay and to explain the sort of programme she would have to start to get her ability to walk back.

So we left, with Frank of course.

And his badly wrapped knuckles

BLAKE