Memories

Chapter 2: A little more exciting

"Ahhhhhhhh" Grandpa yells, while yawning.

"Tired, Grandpa?" Jimmy asked with a smile.

"I guess you could say that, Jimmy." Grandpa answers Jimmy with a smile and a quick glance to Grandma in her old, broken down recliner.

"I am so happy that santa came here instead of Dad's house." Jimmy said with a sigh of relief while he opens his presents. "Yes! A monster truck!!!"

"You want to hear some more of the story, Jimmy?" Grandpa asked with a big ol smile.

"Yeah!!!" Jimmy hollered trying to keep his excitement contained within his body. Clearly failing.

"Ok, let's see how you say recall it honey." Says Grandma.

"Well, let's get this rolling shall we, we only have about two hours until you have to leave to go have your christmas at your dad's house." Grandpa said with a sigh. "All of my family came? Really?" I asked Alysa, not believing it.

"Yeah, how many times are you going to ask? This is the fifth time!" Alysa Answered with a cute little giggle.

"Well, however long it takes for me to stopped being surprised." A replied.

"Well, then I better change the subject, are you not sleepy?" She asked with a surprised face.

"No, why?" I answered.

"Well, I was wondering because you had been out for a while before you woke up two days ago." Alysa said.

"Wait, how long was I out?" I asked with a questioning face.

"Well, the hospital had you on a waitlist for new legs so that you wouldn't have to be crippled for the rest of your life." Alysa continued with a worried face. "So they put you on a medicine that would stop literally everything that happens in your body for a week or two. That medicine kept you under for two and a half weeks. The doctors were even thinking about pulling the plug on your I.V. and all the other medication you were on, letting you decide if you would wake up. This all happened on the beginning of the day you woke up. I stopped them because you might have a decent chance at life. Even without legs."

"Oh." I said with a blank face while staring at the wall.

"Are you ok?" She questioned with worry on her face.

"Yeah, it's just that you risked yourself to keep me alive." I answered, still staring at the wall.

"How did I risk myself?" She asked with a smirk. Probably wondering how I came to that conclusion.

"You risked yourself in a way that you might have had to sit through a boring lecture about how they need the resources for patients in worse conditions." I answered, finally looking at something other than the wall.

"Oh, that would be horrible." She said with a laugh.

"Your laugh is cute." I said after she finished. Right as I said that, she looked away from me and started to blush. "Hey, no need to look away. That was a compliment."

"I know, it's just that, I never had a compliment that was nice like that." She said while simultaneously looking down at her shoes.

I rolled over right beside her, put my hand on her chin and said, "Hey, don't shy away from it. I like you, you are beautiful, cute, kind, nice, just all-round great. And look at me, a scar-faced, crippled guy that chases after pretty women that just throw me under busses. Wait, you aren't one of those women, are you?" I questioned suspiciously.

"No, I am not one of those women. I assure you." She replied, assuring me.

"Good, why are you here with a crippled, scar-faced man?" I ask with sadness leaking through.