Chapter 7

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      Everyone came to visit me again. It was kinda awkward at first but soon we just went back to how it was before everything. Ash told me about this new girl band called 'Barbie Bitches'. They make metal music, I'll have to check them out. Todd and Neil picked me up some new books from the library so I could have something to do while I practiced walking more and more. The only thing that feels the most off is that I'm not going to my apartment. Usually I would spend a few days with Larry then head home but not anymore. I stay with him all day, everyday. I know why but he won't tell me. I heard him and Lisa talking when they thought I was asleep. Lisa had filled a restraining order on my dad and he's no longer allowed within 30 feet of Larry, and since Larry is always by me he can't go near me.

"What do you want for dinner bug?" Larry calls from the kitchen. I'm sitting on the bean bag reading a mystery book Todd got me. What do I want for dinner? I still can't handle to much food without feeling sick. And after awhile my jaw starts to hurt from chewing since it's been awhile. I get up and grab my walking stick and slowly make my way out of the room to the kitchen. As I'm walking I keep banging the stick against the wall on accident which causes Larry to turn around. He knows I'm embarrassed about using it so he doesn't say anything.

"What do we have? I don't think my jaw can take much more chewing." I say looking at the open cabinets filled with cans and food.

"Well we could do ice cream for dinner or I could make Chicken soup. Which one sounds the best?" Larry questions while staring at me.

"Chicken soup. Just tiny chicken chunks and soft carrots." I respond as I sit down at the kitchen table putting the stick against the wall.

"Ah a fine choice Mr. Face. Would you also like your napkins folded into a swan and your fork bent to the right angle for holding?" Laughing Larry begins gathering the ingredients for the soup.

"Your just mad I know how to fold a napkin." I stick my tongue out at him as he grabs the broth from the cabinet.

"Yes because knowing how to make a paper bird is so important that if I don't learn it I'll die." Larry laughs a bit then stops looking at me. "I'm sorry was that ok?", he questions.

"Yeah it was fine. I told you it's ok. It doesn't hurt me and I know your joking." I smile a bit at him. I never wear my prosthetic much anymore since it's mostly just me and Larry and he's seen my face plenty of times.

"Ok just tell me if I ever say anything that makes you upset. Ok?"

"Ok Larry.... Your soup is over flowing."

"SHIT!!"

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