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"And I thought this was creepy looking on the outside." I mumbled under my breath as I pushed Miguel in his wheelchair.
"Yeah, no kidding." Miguel said as he eyed the big thugs we passed. Most had hair or tattoos covering their bodies as they stared us down with no shame.
"Hey, it's not about the looks. It's what's on the inside." Johnny said walking in front of us, I scoffed. "What, are you trying to tell us there's potential in the stank ass body of yours."
Miguel leaded back flaring, telling me to be quiet, then set his hand back on mine that was steering the chair. I smiled apologetically at him but when he turned back I flashed Johnny the finger with my non held hand.
Johnny just rolled his eyes and whispered 'dumbass' under his breath. I was never the biggest fan of Johnny from the start, but after the whole school fight..
Him and his stupid rivalry might have coasted Miguel his legs. That's not something I'm willing to forgive easy. But, for the sake of Miguel, we try to get along.
"Sensei, what are we doing here?" Miguel asked as we approached a black door with a bouncer leaning on the door frame. (I've rewritten that like six times and it's just not coming together sorry.)
"You guess just follow my lead. And keep your mouths shut." I know he was directing that last part towards me. While the bouncer was talking to some guy leaning agains the wall Johnny motioned for us to follow him threw the door.
"Woah. Come back when their 21." The man said grabbing Johnny's arm and pulling him back, getting in front of the door. Johnny looked turned upset "I can't. He won't be alive when he's 21. He's not even suppose to be alive now." Wait, what?
The bouncer founded and looked down at Miguel. Johnny slyly hit Miguel's shoulder for signal for him to fake being sick. Miguel's eyes dropped down and he let out a fake cough.
Oh you have got to be kidding. There's no way he's gonna by that. "What about her?" He said pointing back at me "it's the boy's girlfriend, come on. They want one concert together before he kicks the bucket now move so we don't miss the show."
The bouncer looked down and wished Miguel luck before opening the door to let us in. You have got to be kidding. We push threw the crowed trying to find a spot where Miguel could see.
"Move lady's. Dead man rolling here." Johnny said pushing a few guys over so we could stand and get a good spot. I let a chuckle slip out at his behavior. "Is that a smile I see?" I looked down at Miguel and smile "tell him and I'll put you in the bathtub and drown you."
Miguel cracks a small smile making my heart melt, it's so rare I get to see Miguel smile. It's never a real smile like I'm use to but, it's better then nothing. Baby steps.
"This is one of the greatest rockers of all time." Johnny yelled over the music pulling Miguel's chair closer to the front so he had the best view.
Some white haired, mid 80's year old man stood on the stage singing some old 80's rock song. "Who is that?" I question "you don't like twisted sister?" Johnny yelled, dumbfounded.
I shook my head no and looked down at Miguel. He laughed and tisked me. "Come on let's take a picture." Miguel yelled in glee. I was going to object and say that this was a them thing, but Miguel's pleading eyes made it impossible to say no.
We all threw up rock signs threw multiple pictures. "All right everybody!" The man on the stage yelled "I heard we had a make a wish here tonight!" Everyone around us cheered and Johnny jumped up pointing at Miguel "he's here! Here's here!"
I rubbed Miguel shoulders, bending down and kissed his check smiling widely. I felt so happy for him as the spotlight landed on him. "Alright, that your lady behind you? Make sure to take good care of him tonight."
I felt my checks get beat red and smile, the people around us awed at our young love. Miguel grind and grabbed ahold of my hand. "So, what does this have to do with my physical therapy?" Miguel asked looking back at Johnny.
Johnny scoffed and set a bag down on Miguel's lap. "Nothing." He stated pulling out two beers and handed on to Miguel. "Sorry rat. Only men drink beer." Johnny laughed cracking a beer.
"Play nice. Both of you." Miguel said reaching and pulling out a third beer from the bag. I smiled and pulled him close by his shirt collar "maybe I will be taking care of you tonight. Light physical therapy of my own." Miguel grind like the chestier cat and started cheering to himself.
The band "twisted sister" started playing a song that sounded an awful lot like the 'goofy goober' song from sponge bob. I was nodding my head to the beat when something caught my eye.
I tapped on Johnny's shoulder "what." I rolled my eyes at his tone "jackass, look." I demanded pointing down at Miguel's foot, tapping to the beat. He's going to be okay, Miguel's going to be okay.
