Jessica's POV: 

"Ready to get off that bed?" the nurse smiled at me. I nodded eagerly, "I just need this leg to hurry up and heal. I need it to dance."

She chuckled, "Patience Jessica. Remember don't stress your leg, which means do not try to dance." 

I frowned, "Do I have to promise?" 

She eyed me, "You won't be affecting me if you don't listen, you'll be affecting yourself. The more you try to dance and stress out your leg, the longer it'll take to heal. And it's already going to take a while to heal." 

I sighed, "You sound like my mom."

She shrugged, "Do you want crutches or a wheelchair. Just giving some advice here, wheelchair may be easier." 

I shook my head, "I rather crutches, I can't sit all the time, it's annoying." 

She gave me my crutches and helped me get off the bed. Ross walked in, "You're standing again."

I sighed, "Not fully but it's a start." 

"Please make sure she doesn't stress out her leg, a minor fracture takes about 6-8 weeks to heal, in her state it would take about 3-6 months." 

I looked at her, "I can't wait that long. I need my leg to dance." 

She gave me a sympathetic look and continued to talk to Ross, "Here's some painkillers, please don't let her stress out her leg." 

He nodded, "I'll make sure she doesn't." 

I frowned, I hate this. 

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"Jess you need to not be on your feet too much." Ross told me. 

"I don't want to not be on my feet all the time." I groaned and threw myself on the couch, wincing after. 

"Jess! Any slight action could make this take longer to heal. Which means the longer you can't dance for."

"This sucks, my crutches suck, everything sucks! I've been in this stupid house for 5 days you constantly on my back." 

He folded his arms, "You're going to school tomorrow, you just needed to rest for a few days." 

"What am I gonna tell my teacher when she sees that I can't dance. She wouldn't care or give me a chance, she'd fail me with no care in the world. I can't have that."

He sits beside me, putting on the TV in the process, "We'll figure it out Jess, you're not gonna fail."

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"I hate that I have to wear skirts so often because putting pants hurts so much." 

"You're hating everything these days." Ross rolled his eyes, "Come on Jess you're not on your period, you broke your leg. Suck it up and just wait for it to heal!" 

I glared at him, "That was mean." 

He burst int laughter, "Mean? That was the best word you could use." I began to laugh too, "What? You caught me off guard."

He rolled his eyes, "Let's just go, I have to go to work after I drop you to school."

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~2 months later~

Ross' POV: 

"I'm home!" I closed the door behind me. 

Jess is probably upstairs. I walked to the stairs and heard music coming from the backyard. I slowly walked outside, the music getting louder and saw Jess, trying to dance with her crutches. 

She tried to do a spin but almost fell and I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. 

"Jess, stop. You're hurting yourself."  I went to her aid. 

She shrugged me off, "Leave me alone Ross." I sighed, "Jessie come on, I know you're upset about this whole not dancing thing but 2 months have gone, you're gonna heal fully soon and stressing your leg isn't gonna help you."  

"I'm nothing if I can't dance Ross. That's the one thing about me. Sofia had her singing career and she could've fell back on her acting career and on that she could've fell back on her intelligence. You have your singing and acting career. I need dance, it's all I have."

"No it's not Jessie, you have me." 

She looked at me, "Do I?" "What are you talking about? Of course you have me." 

"No I don't, we've been broken up for months and you say you love me and I know I love you yet we're not together. I've waited Ross, and living with you doesn't help this situation between us." 

I sighed, "I'm sorry, I've been unfair to you and I do love you and you do have me. Please stop trying to dance, you're only hurting yourself."

She shook her head, taking her phone and crutches and went inside.

I followed behind her. "Please leave me alone Ross." she told me as she walked into the kitchen. 

"Stop pushing me away." She took a bite of left over pizza from the fridge and hopped onto a stool, "I'm not pushing you away, I'm asking for some space."

I frown. 

She sighed and hopped off the stool, landing on her leg and falling to the floor, crying in pain

I was immediately by her side as she cried, "Put your arm around me." I instruct, "I'm carrying you to the hospital." 

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"You hopped off a stool!" the nurse yelled at her. 

"She was also dancing a bit before that." I added. Jessica glared at me, "Really Ross." I shrugged. 

The nurse looked at Jess and sighed, "Progress was going good, if this incident didn't happen you would've been able to take your cast off in 2 weeks."

Jessie's eyes widened, "You're kidding." She shook her head, "Your carelessness cost you extra time which is exactly what I told you you needed to avoid."

"How long will it take to heal?" I asked. 

"About 2 more months." Jess had her head in her hands, "This isn't happening." "I told you to stay off your leg but you didn't listen. You'll be able to leave in about 3 days but this time you're using a wheelchair no crutches." 

"But-" Jess began to protest but the nurse interrupted her, putting her finger up, "Doctor's orders." 

Jess sighed, lying back on the bed.

"I'll come back later." the nurse told me. "Are you okay Jessie?" She stared at me, "You're not seriously asking me that." 

I scratched the back of my head, "Sorry." 

She shook her head, "What am I gonna do about my exam?" "I'll figure something out." "Ross you've continuously told me that and you still haven't come up with anything." 

"I'll come up with something." I said with determination, "I'll be back, I'm gonna get some food." 

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I could do with some food too. Anyone willing to share? 

Anyway..I can't help but feel excited, the end is near! 

ILY, Maria