Life..

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                       Riley P.O.V

Did he really just ask me how's it going.

I'm in a fucking wheelchair. I don't even know who he is, for fucks sake I don't even know who I am.

I want to slam the door in his face so fast but something tells me that wouldn't be right.

So I manage out a feeble "Eh".

He doesn't say anything. I swear this kid takes forever to answer anything.

When he doesn't answer I shrug and roll into my room. "So tell me about yourself. Actually better yet tell me who this Riley person is ."

He strolls into my room with his hands in his pockets.

Silence follows him.

"Listen I know you all the sudden didn't go mute, so please try to keep this conversations going."

"I'm sorry." He says.

"It's whatever." I pat a seat by some windows. "Come sit down."

He comes and takes a seat. An awkward silence fills the air.

"Actually could you help me I want to sit there too." He looks at me weirdly before getting up.

"Come on be a man lift me up. It's not like I'm broken doll. Just kidding I almost died, my legs are crushed I can't even feel them ." I start laughing but once I see his uncomfortable gaze I stop.

"No seriously can you help me though." I put out my arms for him to grab. He leans forward to my arms around his neck but hesitates and leans back. He goes again thinking I didn't notice but this time before he goes back I latch my arms around his neck.

He brings me up out of my wheel chair and I put all my weight on him. I know your not supposed to put the slightest weight on broken limbs when you have casts and leg braces on but who gives a crap.

For the time being of transferring me to the seat it looks like we're slow dancing.

He sets me down slowly in the seat and then takes one himself again.

"That was fun wasn't it?" I giggle.

"Are you on any meds.." He asks hesitantly.

"No! Wait I'm actually on pain meds..what a life." I say.

"Riley-" he starts.

I cut him off.

"Actually that's where your wrong. I'm not Riley right now. I'm not anybody. I'm nobody."

"Don't say that." He says.

I look at him dead in the eye. "I'm nobody."

"Don't."

I pronounce every syllable strongly. " I am NOBODY."

"Stop."

"I'm nobody.. Isn't this fun?We have a little thing going." I say.

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