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Wrong

Nothing changed much that day, Joe had returned and Freddie had managed to get here, but Lindsey was still exactly the same. The doctors didn't think she was going to wake up today, but she probably would tomorrow and we could stay if we really wanted, but there wasn't much point.

Joe and Freddie both wanted to stay though, so mum took me, Ziggy, Robbie and Jason home at 7. We picked up fish and chips on the way home but I still couldn't face the thought of food. I managed a few chips and a quarter of fish but most of my food was left untouched. No one really asked about it though, they all thought I was worrying about Lindsey, which I was, but they had no idea anything else had happened and that was the way it was going to stay.

I held my breath as I walked up the stairs, cringing as the sick feeling became more prominent. It faded a bit as I finally got into my room and closed the door. The silence that engulfed me seemed both soothing and deadly at the same time. I was so relieved to be away from the noise of, a not normal but busy family, but she I on her own right now, and I didn't want to be on my own, nto anymore. I hated all these conflicted feelings and thoughts battling in my brain, but they wouldn't go away, I honestly just wanted to feel calm, or if that didn't work feeling nothing would be fine as well.

My phone went off, interrupting my trail of scrambled thoughts, and with a sigh I picked it up to see it was Holly.

Holly: Hey, are you okay? xx
Chloe: Yeah, I guess... xx
Holly: Have you told anyone? xx
Chloe: No, I can't, Lindsey and Joe were in a car crash and she's not good, so, I just can't xx
Holly: I'm sorry, but just because she's not good doesn't mean you're good either, you need to talk to your mum xx
Chloe: No I don't, I'm fine anyway, talk to you later xx

Urgh. I couldn't do this right now, why didn't she get it? Why didn't she understand that other people were a lot worse than she was right now, that she was fine, or would be anyway, if she could just sleep. So that's what she did, or tried to do anyway.

After laying in bed for about 3 hours I managed to get to sleep, and that lasted for about 2 hours until I woke up biting back a scream and covered in sweat and tears. I was being stupid, weak.

I looked at the time on my phone. Half 2 in the morning. Great. I probably wasn't going to get anymore sleep tonight, maybe a glass of water would help.

When I was in the kitchen the phone started ringing. Who would ring at half 1 in the morning, unless it was...

"Hello." I spoke into the phone.

"Chloe?" I heard Freddie's voice and it seemed my suspicions were correct.

"How is she, what's happened?" I asked, why else would he be calling, it had to be about Lindsey.

"She, she's woken up." Freddie told me, but I could tell by his voice that something wasn't right.

"But what else?" I questioned, dreading what I was about to hear.

"She can't feel her legs, Chlo, she says she can't feel them." Freddie's voice trailed off towards the end and I could tell he was crying, I could hear his desperate sobs down the phone.

"I-I'll tell mum." I spoke, before hanging up and putting the phone down. I couldn't believe it. Lindsey. Joe. How were they going to cope. Everything was just going wrong, way too wrong, and I didn't think they would ever be the same again.

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