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What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger…
After a hit & run accident, Holly is determined to recover in record-speed, but she's frustrated when her body and mind have different agendas. Meanwhile, Tori's career takes an unexpected turn and the couple are faced with some life-changing decisions.
When Tori & Holly's journeys begin to pull in different directions, will the glue that keeps them together be enough to secure their future? Is true love enough to win the day?
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All I Want For Autumn - Clare Lydon
Chapter 1
Holly opened her eyelids wearily: where was she? She heard voices, saw hazy shapes, then she let her eyelids flicker shut. Everything hurt. Everything. She tried opening her eyes again, but the ache inside her head was immense, and there was a buzzing in her brain. Her tongue felt the size of an ocean liner, her teeth icebergs it kept crashing into. Everything was so heavy, and the pain was strobing from her calves to her eyeballs; shocks of pain so frequent, she thought she might pass out.
Why was she hurting so much?
There were voices now, urgent and barking. A siren, making her head hurt even more. She was trying to piece things together, but nothing made sense: all she knew was she’d never felt this much pain in her entire life.
Holly? Can you hear me, Holly?
It wasn’t a voice she recognised, but it sounded in control. The voice was a glassy lake, cool against her skin.
Holly went to answer, to move her head, but nothing happened. Why couldn’t she move her head?
Can you hear me, Holly?
She tried again. Still nothing.
Oh sweet baby Jesus, was she paralysed? Fucking hell, she’d cry if she was. She tried to wriggle her toes but couldn’t get anything to move. There was just pain, and nothing else. Pain all over her, like a sheet of corrugated iron crushing her into the ground.
Holly? If you can’t speak or move your head, just blink for me.
Just blink. Surely she could do that? If she couldn’t, she was in trouble.
Deep trouble.
A darkness swirled above her. Keep it together and blink. She herded her thoughts and, with all her might, she managed to blink.
At least, she thought she had. Had it worked?
Good, you did it,
said the voice.
Holly’s mouth didn’t feel like her own. All she could taste was blood, coating every inch of her tooth enamel, thick, curdling.
Then there was a hand on her arm: she could feel that.
Don’t try to speak now, Holly,
said the voice, still strong, calm. You’ve been in an accident. We’re going to put you onto this scoop stretcher before we lift you onto something more stable, and then we’re going to get you into the ambulance and to the hospital, okay?
Holly’s brain clouded over again, like a typical British summer’s day. Then something was being slid under her, and there was a snapping sound. She hoped that was the stretcher and not any part of her body. Then she felt her leg move and all manner of pain alarms triggered inside her brain. She went to cry out, but again, nothing happened. She must have made some sound though, because somebody squeezed her hand.
You’re doing really well, babe.
Tori! A voice she recognised, mixed in with the seething, writhing hurt.
Holly tried to respond, but the clouds returned.
Once we get you in the ambulance, we’ll give you something for the pain,
said the voice.
Pain relief sounded better than a five-course menu in a Michelin-starred restaurant right now.
On three: one, two, three…
She was on the move and if she thought she’d been in pain before, it was nothing compared to that brief moment. A blinding shard of hurt rappelled through her body, slicing all the way down, then all the way back up.
She heard a noise, a groaning. Was that her?
And then, there was nothing.
Chapter 2
When Holly woke up again, she couldn’t move her head: there was something holding it in place. She was lying flat and there was a mask over her nose and mouth. She tried to breathe, but her airway seemed blocked. Panic sparked through her body, then she heard a noise, followed by a woman with short, red hair leaning over and adjusting her mask.
You’re okay, Holly.
A face to the voice. Everything’s fine. You blacked out for a while there, but we’re on the way to hospital.
Then familiar features loomed over her: Tori.
Oh, thank god,
Tori said, her cheeks flushed. Her eyes were watery and she needed a tissue. She sniffed before she spoke. Are you okay? We’re on the way to hospital and they’re going to get you fixed up like new.
Tori gave her an over-the-top smile, then squeezed her hand: she could feel it. That was a good sign: maybe she wasn’t paralysed. Holly went to speak, but the words died in her throat.
If you could speak to her, try to keep her awake, that’s best,
said the paramedic over her head.
Tori’s fingers tightened again. Sweetheart, you need to try to stay awake.
Another squeeze. Try to stay with me till we get to the hospital. Everything’s going to be okay.
But Tori didn’t sound very convincing.
Holly’s vision was better now, but the throbbing pain was still there. Her stomach was on fire and something was squashing her legs — something not right. The pain currently searing up her left-hand side was a solid distraction, waves of destruction crashing onto her, almost short-circuiting her brain. She had to think of something else. Something that wasn’t her body, something she could control. Something to take her mind off the fact she was in an ambulance.
Southampton, her beloved football team. This was what she often did when she couldn’t sleep: name the Southampton squad one to twenty-eight. There would be more names to learn soon with a new season starting, along with names to scrub off the list. Yes, Southampton. She began to go through the team. The goalkeeper, full-back, centre-back, right-back...
Her thoughts were interrupted by a massive jolt as the ambulance hit a pothole in the road. As it reconnected with the ground, agony raked through Holly’s body, and she groaned.
Just giving you something for the pain,
the voice said. The pain seemed impervious, stamping around her, shrieking at the top of its voice.
Holly almost forgot to breathe; it was too much. In the distance, the whir of blue sirens filled the air and, by all accounts, she should have been excited to be part of this high-speed ride. As the ambulance rattled again, something moved inside her pelvis — was it broken? It didn’t feel right, like when you put a piece of flatpack furniture together and stood back, only to realise you were still holding two screws. Plus, the taste of blood in her mouth was making her feel nauseous. She exhaled, and the pain crackled around her skull.
Another hand squeeze. You’re going to be fine — Sarah says so, and Sarah is very capable, aren’t you?
Very capable,
Sarah said, the pad of her thumb cool on Holly’s eyelids as she held them open, one after the other, shining a light into both her eyes. When she was done, Holly closed them again. Then she felt a pressure on her arm, a tightness. She exhaled again, clenching her whole face.
Pressure’s dropping, we need to get you to the hospital soon,
Sarah said, pushing her glasses up her face. She lifted Holly’s T-shirt and pressed on the left hand side.
Holly flinched and groaned again.
Sorry,
Sarah said, glancing at her. How about here?
She pressed on the right-hand side of her belly.
Holly jolted up in pain, screwing up her face and crying out.
Right, that’s sore, I know,
Sarah said, now out of Holly’s eyeline. She’ll be fine.
She must be talking to Tori. So long as she’s not a professional gymnast, she should be up and about in around three months, give or take.
She leaned into Holly’s eyeline. You’ve got a few broken bones and they’ll check you’re okay internally at the hospital.
Sarah paused, turning her head. She’s not a professional gymnast, is she?
She’s not.
That was Tori answering.
She could be a professional basketball player with her height.
She’s not one of those either.
The ambulance took a sharp turn and a fresh wave of pain drenched Holly. Then there was a jolt — more loose screws — before the ambulance came to an abrupt stop. They’d made it and she was still alive, just. Holly closed her eyes, drained beyond belief.
Next thing she knew, Tori was standing over her, a thin-lipped smile strung across her features. She wasn’t fooling anyone: Holly was going to die, wasn’t she? She knew