I've Been Waiting by FLG

Author:FLG
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Humor, Arizona R., In-Progress, Grey's Anatomy, FanFiction, Callie T.
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Published: 2012-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

9. Chapter 9

AN: Well, here I am, again… I just keep losing my train of thought on this story, then getting mad when it's not what I want. Thus, the 400 year break in between each update. Anyway, this one's the longest update, and it's a little darker, but I hope you like it. Enjoy, and thank you for the 100th time for reading. You guys are so great for your continued interest and pursuit of this story. Virtual high fives for everyone!

I laid in bed staring at the ceiling and twirling a lock of hair around my finger. The dancing shadows cast by the soft glow of a rising sun distracted my heavy eyes while my mind whirred with indistinct, but insistent thoughts. My fitting appointment for a prosthesis was scheduled for later that morning. A doctor was going to prod my stump and make a mold of my unsightly limb so that a fake leg could be fashioned to fit as seamlessly as possible. The goal was to design a leg that closely resembled my real one. Only it wasn't my leg. It would be an imposter. A artificial representation of a part of my body that no longer existed. A constant reminder of the hell that I went through and continue to trudge through everyday.

Sighing, I resigned to the fact that I would not be getting any more sleep. I glanced at the clock…six fifteen. That's a disgusting time to get up, but I figured that I might as well. Sitting myself up, I stretched before grabbing my crutches and hauling my tired and crippled ass out of bed.

I made it to the bathroom with only one slip. That tile gets my crutches every time. After what seemed like years, I flopped down onto the bench in the shower. I let the hot water wash over my lead-filled limbs. I seriously didn't want to go. I believed I was ready to go, and so did Callie, but I simply didn't want to hop into that office. Letting out a long stream of air, I poured some body wash onto my neon green loofah

Starting with my left arm, I rubbed gradual and soothing circles over my reddened skin. This I could control. I could control the soap spreading across my freckled shoulder, and the pressure applied to my bicep. I could control the showerhead to rinse the soap off my elbow and forearm. I could control how I arched my back to wash between my shoulder blades. I could control how I tipped my head back to gently scrub my neck and chest. I could control the path my hand took over my body. As the loofah grazed the remains of my left leg, I shuddered lightly. I couldn't control that. I couldn't control the absence of a piece of me that I had possessed since birth. Gritting my teeth, I quickly moved past the uncontrollable part of me and continued with the controllable.

After shutting off the water and pulling myself out of the shower, I toweled off slowly and purposefully.

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