I lay there, tears staining my cheeks, my throat throbbing.

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A week had passed, I made no effort to attempt breathing by myself or moving. What was the point?

Everyone said they understood how I was feeling, But did they?

I was actually going to Nessa's funeral this time, Yep, This time. I think Nessa is the first person to have more than one funeral in the space of four years where her body isn't decomposed whatsoever.

Daddy told me I could give a eulogy if I was up to it or get someone else to speak my words for me.

The truth is, I didn't want to do any of this, I wanted to turn back time, to go back to the days where Nessa and I would laugh at absolutely nothing or cry over absolutely everything. I would do anything to go back... but that's not possible.

I lay flat on my back, like I have been for the last three weeks now, my body was stiff and sore, it needed any form of exercise.

A doctor entered the room with a clipboard and a fancy pen. "Ah Miss Veronica! Today is the day!" He chimed enthusiastically.

I rolled my eyes and sighed,

"Don't worry, we won't force you to do anything we just want you to try your best ok?" He asked,

I nodded my head slowly.

"Alrighty then, shall we get started?" He questioned.

He took it as more of a rhetorical question because as soon after he finished his sentence he called for a team of doctors with the button beside my bed.

After several minutes of various different doctors piling into the room the main doctor raised his voice. "So today Veronica, we are going to help you regain your breathing strength, We have a team of doctors here to unwire you and help you into a wheelchair and after that Dr Sandra here will escort you to a special room"

Without another word the doctors began working.

There was prodding and poking and I was growing claustrophobic, I could feel a minor panic attack creeping up, My breathing grew fast and rapid but slowed down after I felt a gentle hand take mine, I glanced to my side to see Mason looking worried. I gave him a soft smile to indicate that I would be alright.

After a few minutes and a quick change of a portable oxygen mask I was in a wheelchair and being wheeled down a long bland hallway.

I stayed quiet until we reached a room that was full of color and machinery.

"Ok Veronica, we will do nothing that will hurt you. We just want you to try everything and see how it goes" Dr Sandra stated.

I was brought over to a table with two buttons, green and red. I placed in front of the table.

"Now Veronica I'm going to replace your mask with oxygen tubes, I will start on a low setting and if it's too hard to breath press the red, I will then turn it up a little and so on and on." She explained.

I felt like a three year old, having everything to be explained to me.She swiftly replaced my mask with the tubes and began the process.

I was struggling to breath so I hit the red button, I felt a strong swoosh of fresh air blow up my nostrils and dance around my chest causing me to wheeze and cough. It was nice but it was still too hard to breath so I hit the red button.

We continued this around two or three more times until I was breathing along with the oxygen tubes. My throat was dry but the feeling of cool air hitting my mouth was surprisingly amazing.

The doctor walked over to me and sat on a chair across from me. "Well done Veronica, Are you sure you can breath ok?" She asked.

I nodded my head,

"Great ok, but try answering me, How are you feeling?" She questioned.

"I'm fee..." I attempted before coughing viciously, my throat stung and my lungs throbbed but I continued to try and speak. "...good"

"Fantastic! Is it okay if we begin the walking process?" She asked politely.

"Sure" I wheezed.

Dr Sandra led me towards a hall with a set of waist high bars for support. It was all too familiar.

"You've been here before right?" She questioned, distracted with a clipboard.

I was here before... this exact room actually, it was strange, you'd think after regaining the power to walk you wouldn't have to do it ever again, especially in the same room! She wheeled me in front of the parallel bars.

I heard a door opening to my left but wasn't bothered to investigate who it was.

"Excuse me Doctor but this room is vacant" Sandra stated,

"I'm sorry Dr Sandra but I heard you're specialising with Miss Veronica Merrell, may I see her?" A man's voice questioned, I was curious to who it was.

I slowly turned my head to be staring at Dr Daily! He helped me after the car accident.

"Ah Veronica! How are you holding up? It's been so long, I never thought I would see you again especially in this department of the hospital" He laughed,

I smiled along with him, I never had the chance to thank Dr Daily for all his help when I woke up from my coma.

"Th-Thanks" I breathed heavily sticking my arm out for him to shake it. He looked at it and then into my eyes.

"Now Veronica I think a hug will be a little better then that" He chuckled,

"Fine" I laughed, opening my arms wide.

"Ohhh oops I forgot I forgot something on the other side of the room, I guess I'll have to get it" he stated while walking across the room and standing between the bars. "Oh wait nevermind, but I still want that hug! So you have to come give it to me"

I glared at him, I knew what he was playing at. He just wanted me to walk over to him. I looked to my left, Sandra was observing with a smile slapped on her face, she gave me an enthusiastic nod in approval to attempt walking.

What the heck!

I placed both hands on the bars for support and lifted myself off the chair. When I gained balance my legs felt weird and wobbly as if they had been turned to jelly, I struggled to catch my breath. When I felt confident and secure I began to make small unsteady steps, each one more tiring than the last.

I felt myself losing balance, my head was spinning with lack of oxygen. I need to make this! I'm not gonna let myself go back to my room in that ruddy wheelchair.

My head was heavy, I could feel Sandra's hands on my waist,

"Veronica please don't over work yourself" She said, but it sounded as if she was miles away.

"I'm fine" I exhaled heavily.

Flashbacks whizzed through my mind of the amount of fails and retries it had taken me last time I was doing this. In the end I gave up, I gave in. I wasn't gonna let that happen, not this this time!

I pushed myself forward and landed in Dr Daily's arms, he hugged me gently. "Well done Veronica! That required real strength. We're very proud of you." He laughed.

I was gasping for air but I was so proud of myself for accomplishing the bars.

Sandra wheeled my chair over to me, "Well done Veronica! I'm afraid it's time for you to go back to your room and it's a long tiring walk, let me wheel you halfway ok?"

As mush as I didn't want to I reluctantly sat down in the chair.

I closed my eyes not realizing how much energy I had just used, before I knew it I was out like a light.

(A/N: It's boring I know I'm sorry. But it's over 1000 words because i just reached 8000 reads! Thank you so much!<3)

If you've read this entire book comment if you remember Dr Daily<3