"Your not so tough now are you."
Robert gave me the most menacing look one can give me. I'm sure he wanted to kill me. To bad he can't really do anything about it in his state. When he's all better though i would surely get mine.
" Are you mad..?"
I've been taunting and teasing him over and over for the past three weeks. This was such a great laugh.
" Watch it." He threatened.
" Ohh .. I'm so scared."
I've been coming with him to physical therapy twice a week for the past four weeks. I didn't tease him for a whole week when we first started going. He was just recovering then and i didn't want him to feel bad. Now it was just fun. Great friend right.
But i have been a great friend. I could do this now because I've been his slave for the past weeks. Visiting him everyday, coming to therapy with him, buying him things. He would definetly make me pay for this later though.
" Just one more step and your free to go Mr.Robert." The therapist said.
Rob glared at me. I told the therapist to call him that.
Mr .Robert. Hahaha. Oh he was defintly going to kill me.
He took his last step and a look of relief crossed his face.
" It seems your doing more progress than usual Mr. Robert. Maybe we'll have to shorten your schuedule."
" Really?"
" Yes, do you feel any pain ?"
" No, not at all."
" Then you should be good, maybe we'll have you come in for next week only as your last week if you continue to be progressing."
" Oh. Thats great!" All of his teeth were flashing with happiness. He really hated coming here.
" Why the long face Em, mad because you can't tease me anymore?"
" I'll find another way."
" Sure."
Just like old times. I really missed hanging out with him.
The therapist finished and we got ready to leave. We headed to the car and drove to his house. As we got in the driveway i parked and got out to help Rob out. I opened the door and helped him out.
" Thank you." He said really sincere.
" You don't need to thank me Rob."
" No i do, you have been so good to me even after the things i did."
" That's what friends do, right?"
He looked at me before answering. "Right."
We walked into the house and I entered the kitchen as Rob walked over to the living room.
" You hungry?" I called out.
" I'm starving."
I laughed, typical of rob to always be starving.
I opened his fridge to find a bag of frozen meatballs.
" You want spaghetti ?"
" That sounds great."
Later Rob joined me in the kitchen and we finished our plate of dinner.
" I forgot how good your food tasted." He said in all seriousness.
" I'm really sorry emily..about everything."
" Its okay Rob, were over it right?"
"Yeah."
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Summertime Sadness
Teen FictionEmily James is 17 and lives with her brother. He's a travel agent and is never home, so Emily spends the majority of her time with her best friends Robert, Zayn and Andrew. Zayn goes away for the summer so Emily is left with the other two. She's bee...