Forever My......

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Friday, October 23, 2015

Xayvion Taylor,

A nigga just finished his last week of physical therapy and to say I'm happy is a understatement.

"Why you smiling so hard?" Dream asked turning her head to the side. "Happy to be..."

"Hey baby." I said cutting Dream off.

"How is everything?" Bry asked kissing me cheek.

"I have to do a few more weeks." I said looking at Dream as she frowned her eyebrows.

"I'm so sorry baby. I know you was expecting to be walking and everything after ten weeks." She said hugging me.

Dream looked at me and raised her hands as Bry hugged me.

"We'll talk." I mouthed to her hugging Bry back.

She nodded her head and turned around as Bry pulled back from the hug.

"How many more weeks do you think he will need Dream?" Bry asked cashing Dream to scratch her head.

"Um two mor..five mor..um I mean like maybe ten more weeks." She said looking at me as I nodded my head.

"Ten more weeks?" Bry asked looking back at me causing my head to drop.

Thank you for my Oscar.

"Do you think ten more weeks will help?" Bry asked looking at Dream.

I nodded my head.

"Yeah." She said nodding her head.

Bry turned around and I dropped my head again.

"Aw baby, you want me to cook your favorite?" Bry asked cuffing my face.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'm pull the car up." She said kissing my cheek.

She walked out and Dream smacked me upside the head.

"What?"

"Why you doing Bryce like that."

"Like what?" I asked standing up.

I walked to my wheelchair and sat down.

"This Xay, you been able walk for about two weeks now."

"Shut the fuck up before she hear you."

"I should pull your card."

"Chill D, I'm let her know I'm walking when I'm ready. I got a plan." I said shaking my head.

"So you just gone lie to everybody?"

"It's not lying it's hiding a secret."

"A very important secret." She said rolling her eyes.

"Stop stressing me mane." I said shaking my head.

"Oh you helped him in his chair?" Bry asked taking my breaks off.

"Mmhm. Y'all still down for dinner with me and Ty?"

"Oh course." Bry said while rubbing my shoulders.

I cleared my throat and rubbed my nose as Dream just eyed a nigga.

"So y'all place or ours?" She asked looking at me.

"Ours I guess." I said looking down.

"You helping cook?" She asked.