"I'll get the surgery!" Gabriella said quickly.
"Gabriella, I think it would be best if you take some time to consider this option, it is a big decision," Dr. Patel advised.
Gabriella's eyes started to flood with tears, and Troy got up and sat next to Gabriella, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
"I'll leave you to think," Dr. Patel said. She took her clipboard and quietly left the room. As soon as the door shut Gabriella's body was overcome with sobs.
Troy rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. "So listen, your parents are going to be here tomorrow and then you can talk it over and then decide, this is a big decision, I don't think you should make it by yourself."
She picked at her chipped onyx nails and chewed her bottom lip, "I don't mean to be rude but do you think I could have some time to think by myself." She quietly whispered.
"Brie, are you sure, I'm not sure if I want to leave you alone." He asked.
"I'm just going to get some sleep and by the time I wake up, my parents will be here." She reasoned.
Troy stood for a second and mulled over the idea. "I guess," he said still not a hundred percent sure that he should leave her. Placing a soft kiss on the top of her head, he headed out of the room.
Gabriella lay in the dark hospital room; the only light was the light streaming from underneath the door from the nurses' station. Her head lay on the pillow that was stained from her mascara. As soon as Troy left, she burst into tears. She cried until finally couldn't cry anymore, she just lay there, numb. The clock on the wall hung there ticking as the time passed. The ticking of the clock grew louder. It became louder and louder, Gabriella tried falling asleep but with no avail. Frustrated, she grabbed the box of Kleenex sitting beside the bed and threw it against the wall, knocking down the clock. Finally after an hour she lulled of to sleep.
Maria sat next to Gabriella's bed and David sat at the end of the bed. They sat there quietly talking until Gabriella woke up. Troy texted Maria and said that Elena was on her way there and he was picking up his parents from the airport and then they would be on their way.
Gabriella's eyes fluttered as they adjusted to the bright sun streaming in through the window.
"Hey Sweetheart, how you feeling?" her mother asked.
"Ok, the nurse came in earlier and gave me some pain meds, so my shins don't hurt so bad as they did. But they wipe me out, I just feel tired." Gabriella explained.
Before Gabriella's parents could ask Gabriella more questions, Dr. Patel walked in.
"I don't mean to rush you, but Gabriella, we really need your decision about your shins." she said glancing over Gabriella's chart.
At eighteen years old, Gabriella never thought that she would have to make such a life altering choice. She thought that she would train more, she and Troy would make the Olympic team in two years, she would take online courses in college, she thought that she had her whole life planned out. Now all these plans went down the drain.
"I…..I'm going to get the surgery," she decided after a long pause.
Maria tucked a stray hair behind Gabriella's ear, "Are you sure honey, this is a big decision." She reasoned.
"Mom, the other option is I don't skate at all. I can't do that, I mean the Olympics are in only two years. It's so close Mom, and what about Troy, that's his dream too, I can't do that to him. Ice Dancing is my entire life; I can't just throw it away just like that." Gabriella said.
"All right then," Maria agreed. "I will get a nurse in here to get you prepped." Dr. Patel explained.
"T-t-that soon?" Gabriella stuttered. "Yes, fortunately we have our best surgeon here today and he is able to perform the surgery," the doctor said.
Gabriella nodded in agreement as the doctor left the room. "You sure you want to do this?" Maria asked again. Gabriella nodded again. "Ok then."
Gabriella took a deep breath as the nurses wheeled her bed towards the OR Room. She fiddled with her hands as the shook violently.
"HEY WAIT!" she heard a male voice yell. She propped herself up and looked behind her to see Troy running towards her.
Troy sprinted to her side and grabbed her hand, "I just wanted to say good luck before you had your surgery." He said panting, trying to get air back into his lungs.
"Thank you," she quietly whispered. He took her hand that was currently in his and placed a soft kiss on the top of it. "See you later," he said.