VIV’S P.O.V

The operation on my voice box was a success, now comes hat hard part; learning how to speak again.

I know all the words, they are all in my head, they just can’t come out the way I want them to.

I feel like such a baby, mispronouncing easy syllables and muddling up simple word sequences.

The rehab guy gets really frustrated with me. He reckons something else is wrong with my voice box, due to my constant stutter.

I asked the surgeon about it and he said:

"Because your voice box was crushed, it’s most likely that you will have a stutter for the rest of your life. It’s just a side effect"

Great.

I now have a fucking stutter for the rest of my life.

That’s gonna go down well at college.

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My favourite part of the day is when I have visitors.

Mum, Dad and BVB are all regular. They stay till late, laughing, talking and playing cards.

Mum and Dad still fuss over us, making sure we don’t wander and keep a constant eye out for anything funny.

But on a more important note, my parents and BVB get on well, they never question each other and they take each other for how they are.

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One week later, on the very few days when my family didn’t come, BVB trooped in, armed with their instruments. Jake with his acoustic guitar, Jinxx and his beautiful violin, Ashley, cradling his favourite bass and Sandra – carrying in a bag – two no, three small drums, a cymbal and two sets drumsticks.

Andy walked over to the nurse, asks him something, the nurse nods and Andy looks at Jinxx.

Jinxx steps forward and kisses my hand.

"Come on, Princess" he whispers.

Then Sandra puts her right arm around me and Jake takes my hand and they lead me down the hall, the Jinxx, Ashley and Andy following. Ash sits me down in a seat and smiles.

Then they position themselves – holding their instruments – in front of me.

Andy beams at me

"For my beautiful and incredibly brave sister, this song was written for you, and the rest of the outcasts".

Jake plucks out a tune on his guitar.

"I never meant to be the one / who kept you from the dark / but now I know my wounds are sewn / because of who you are / I will take this burden on / and become the holy one / but remember I am human / an I’m bound to sing this song / so hear my voice / remind you not to bleed / I am here / a SAVIOUR / will be there / when you are feeling alone, oh / a SAVIOUR / for all that you do / so you live freely without their harm"

Jinxx plays a little riff on his violin then Andy sings again, with ash playing bass in time to the steady drum beat Sandra is playing.

Jinxx plays a beautiful solo then winks at me.

I am so focused on Andy singing I don’t see the blindfold being tugged over my eyes.

I open my mouth and make a squeak of protest. Then I hear scurrying near where the band is standing.

The blindfold is taken off and I see the blurry outline of someone.

As my eyes adjust to the change of light I see a person sitting next to Sandra, tapping away on the third drum.

Someone with beautiful brown eyes.

Someone with long, black hair.

Someone with squared off teeth.

Someone by the name of CC.

Then Andy screams into the imaginary mic:

"WHEN I HEAR YOUR CRIES / PRAYING FOR LIGHT / I WILL BE THERE / WHEN I HEAR YOUR CRIES / PRAYING FOR LIFE / I WILL BE THERE / I WILL FIGHT / I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE / I WILL FIGHT / YEEEEAAAAHHH!"

I stand up and clap as loud as I can.

"T-that was a-am-amazing" I stammer.

Jake and Jinxx grin at each other, Sandra whoops for joy, Ashley punches the air happily and Andy, smiles at me, his blue eyes dancing.

That was the first time I had talked properly for weeks.

Then I feel weight on my back and arms hugging me from behind.

"I missed you" he whispers. He kisses my cheek and my lips find his and we share the first kiss after weeks of agony.

"D-don’t ever leave me, p-promise?" I ask

"I promise" he says back to me.

Notes

Awwweeee CC baby's back :D
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