(clock ticks)
- I can't move my leg.
Fuck.
- Miss Meyers, is something wrong?
- I can't move my leg.
- You're distracting the classroom.
- There is a...
I can't.
- Miss Meyers, take your stuff, collect your things
and proceed to Mr. Smith's office now
- I can't move it, I can't move it.
It won't move, it won't move.
(upbeat rock music)
(knocking)
Come in.
- How's it going?
- Good, almost finished this side.
You don't have to do that.
- Mm-hmm
- I did all my homework by the way.
- Mm-hmm
- Yeah, I think the math's going a lot better now.
- That's my girl!
Just don't bite off more than you can chew, yeah?
- This season's two months away mom.
- All right, it's just,
I know a lot has happened Lyssa, school,
dad-- - I'm fine,
everything's fine.
- All right.
(upbeat rock music)
(door creaks)
(upbeat rock music stops)
(eerie music)
- Stupid.
(heavy-metal music)
(thunder booms)
(bathwater running)
(knocking)
- [Mom] Alyssa,
You all right? - I'm fine.
- You sound a little bit--
- Yeah, I'm fine, sorry you just startled me is all.
- [Mom] okay, well if you need anything,
I just want you to know I'm--
- [Alyssa] I know mom, I'm fine, sorry, you just scared me.
- [Mom] okay, so let me know if you need anything.
- I will, thanks mom.
(faint scream)
- Lyssa?
(ringing)
(muffled speech)
Are you okay, Alyssa, are you okay?
There we go, nice and warm.
- Mom, it's freezing in here.
Can't feel my toes (laughs)
- (laughs) God, you're a trooper.
See you in the morning.
- Night mom.
(slight bang)
- I'll get it.
Alyssa what is this?
- What's what?
- This?
- It's a math test.
- 68?
So what, you're just gonna sit there and lie to me?
- I didn't lie to you.
- Oh mom, everything's great, I have plenty of time
to exercise all night.
- I didn't say I was doing great, I said I was doing better.
- Oh right, that's why you keep it in your backpack?
- Yeah mom, if the last one was a 32, then a 68 is
a lot better.
Now you know why I didn't want you to see it.
- Excuse me?
You know what Alyssa, I can't see, the doctors can't see,
the x-rays can't see.
This thing that's holding you back, no one else can see it.
So until I can trust you to tell me what's going on,
no track this year.
- What?
- You heard me.
- Mom, it's the only thing I like right now.
- Well then, do better.
You lied to me Alyssa and I'm just glad your father
isn't alive to see what you've become.
(melancholic music)
- I just wanted to thank you.
Cause you know, when I got that test back, I
was thinking I'd show it to you.
That you know how much better I was doing.
Then I thought no, I wanna show her something she'd
actually be proud of.
I don't need to worry about that, right mom?
What, you can't even look at me?
Is that how much of an embarrassment I am to you, huh?
I don't care what you have to say,
and if dad wouldn't like it, then he
doesn't get a fucking vote either, do you get that?
I'm gonna get back on the team without you,
I'm gonna get my grades back without you,
I'm gonna get into college without you,
and you can be damn sure I'm gonna write you a check
for medical bills, so that I don't owe you a single thing.
Do you get that, do you?
Cause I don't know what you can see, but I'm gonna prove--
(cracking)
(eerie music)
(heavy breathing)
I'm not afraid of you.
Do you hear me, I'm not afraid of you.
I'm stronger than you, I'm better than you.
Do whatever you want to me, I swear to God I--
(bone cracking)
I can't feel my arm.
- Lyssa?
- I can't feel my arm.
(crutch falls)