Ring, ring.
“Hello?”
“Megan!! Megan, s-something really bad has happened. I don’t know what to — I just — I—”
“Kayla! Is that you? Calm down. What happened?”
“I c— I can’t, I won’t let them do it —”
“Kay-! Kayla. It’s okay. It’ll be okay, but you have to tell me what’s wrong. Calm down.”
“……”
“…Better?”
“…Okay. I’m okay now. Sorry…”
“It’s alright. Now tell me; what’s wrong?”
“I just got the news…Megan, I have to have an amputation. Tomorrow.”
“……”
“Megan?”
“I’m here. I just…Oh, Kayla, I’m so sorry…”
“I-it’s okay, it’ll be fine. I already met the doctor and he’s really good.”
“Okay. Great. Wh…What happened??”
“Well, yesterday my l-leg gave out when I tripped down the stairs. It felt like it had broken in four or five different places…It hurt so bad…Mom took me to the hospital and it turns out I have severe osteoporosis. My leg is so shattered it won’t function anymore.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“…I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry, Kayla…Would it be okay if I go to the hospital with you so I can be there when you wake up?”
“I’d love that. Thanks.”
“Of course.”
“…Megan?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m scared…”
“It’s okay. That’s perfectly okay, Kayla. In fact, if you weren’t scared, I’d be afraid for your sanity, heheh. Don’t worry. I’m here, it’ll be okay.”
“I just, I don’t want to lose my leg…What’ll I do about tennis?? I can’t play tennis with a prosthetic leg. How will I exercise? How will I take showers? How will I go for a run? What’s gonna happen to me, Megan?”
“I don’t know what’s going to happen. I just know that whatever happens, I’ll be here and I’ll be praying for you.”
“Megan, I c-can’t—”
“Shhh. Shhh, Kayla, don’t cry. It’s okay. It’ll all be okay in the end. Don’t worry.”
“But—”
“Shhh…”
“…Megan?”
“Yes?”
“…Thank you.”
I woke up this morning and decided I wanted to write something made up entirely of dialogue. Thus, this story was born. How did I do? Let me know :)
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