"This storm is insane" I say and look out the window. "I know right?" Rory says, sitting on my desk by the window. "There's way too much flooding for me to go out in my chair" I say and turn to face Rory.
"Guess we're staying home then" Rory says and smiles, looking at me. "Shouldn't you still go to school?" I ask and giggle, looking back at her. "Nah. Missing one day won't kill me" Rory says and leans down, kissing my cheek.
I smile and kiss her cheek back. "Let's get back in bed" I say. "Good idea" Rory says and smiles, picking me up. I smile and wrap my arms around her neck. The storm makes the power go out and Rory trips.
We land on the bed, Rory on top of me. I giggle and move my arms to her waist, kissing her nose. Rory giggles and kisses my cheek, laying her head on my shoulder. I smile and hold her, playing with her hair.
Rory smiles and closes her eyes, sighing softly. I smile and close my eyes, still playing with her hair. "You're adorable" Rory whispers and wraps her arms around me. "Thank you" I say and giggle softly, smiling.
"You're welcome" Rory says, lightly nuzzling my neck. I giggle and run my fingers through her hair. We both go back to sleep for a little bit. When we wake up Rory tries to turn on the light, but the power is still out. She comes back and sits next to me.
I smile and sit up, looking at Rory. "What can we do in the dark?" I ask. "Do you have any flashlights?" Rory, looking at me. "Yeah. There are two in the bottom drawer of my desk" I say.
Rory gets the flashlights and hands me one, sitting back down. We turn on the flashlights and Rory points hers at some of my drawings on the wall. "I never noticed how good your drawings are" She says and gets up to look at them.
"They aren't that great, but thank you" I say and move down to the end of the bed. "There's at least one hundred" Rory says and keeps looking at them. "Those are all from before we moved here. I have a lot more now" I say and smile. "Can I see them?" Rory asks and turns around, smiling at me.
I nod and have her put me in my chair, going over to my desk. I get my drawings out of the false bottom of the middle drawer, handing them to Rory. She leans against my desk and starts looking through them.
"Is this me?" Rory asks and hands me one of the drawings. "Yeah" I say and smile shyly, biting my lip. "I really like it" She says and smiles, putting my drawings back in the drawer.
"Thank you" I say and smile, looking at her. Rory smiles and kneels down to pick up a piece of paper off the floor, looking at it. "When did you make this?" She whispers, handing me the paper.
I look at it and see that it's a picture of me, sitting on a swing, the swing next to it is vacant. Below that is a picture of my lone gravestone, nothing written on it, just my name.
"Um... I think I was fifteen when I drew this..." I say and sigh softly, looking down at the drawing. "What does it mean?" Rory asks softly, staying on her knees in front of me.
"It means that I am going to be alone forever... No one will ever want to be with me..." I whisper and quickly wipe my eyes, pointing my flashlight away from my face.
"Why do you think that?" Rory whispers and puts the paper on my desk, grabbing my hands. "Because no one would ever want to be with the weird, ugly girl in the wheelchair... If you hate yourself; why would anyone else love you?..." I whisper and look away from Rory.
"You are not even remotely ugly. And who said that being weird is a bad thing? Why do you hate yourself?" Rory whispers and gently squeezes my hands. "Because I hate my body and I look stupid in my glasses... I can barely do anything by myself... I'm a burden..." I whisper, holding back my tears.
Rory sighs and gets up. "Come with me" She says and opens my door. I silently follow her to my bathroom which has a full length mirror on the back of the door.
Rory shuts the door and wipes my tears away, turning me around to face the mirror. "Look at yourself. Your body is amazing, you look adorable in your glasses, and you are not a burden to anyone. People that truly love and care about you will help you without hesitation, and without complaint" She says and grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers.
"I just can't see it..." I whisper and shake my head, holding her hand. "I'm gonna help you see it" Rory whispers and kisses my hand. I smile slightly and set my flashlight on my armrest, gently pulling Rory onto my lap.
Rory giggles and wraps her arms around me, kissing my cheeks. I smile and hug her, kissing her nose. "You are so amazing" I whisper, holding her. "Nah. That's you" Rory says and smiles, laying her head on my shoulder.
I smile and take us back to my room, shutting the door behind me. "Can I ask you something?" Rory asks and leans back slightly, keeping her arms around my neck.
"Sure" I nod and look at her, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Have you ever been kissed?" Rory asks, looking at me. "Nope. Have you?" I ask and smile. "Just once" She says and smiles back.
"What was it like?" I ask her, biting my lip. "It was gross. I went to a dance with a guy, before I came out. He kissed me while we were dancing. I was so sloppy" Rory says and giggles.
"Nice" I giggle and shake my head, smiling. "I'd much prefer to kiss a girl" Rory says and giggles, biting her lip. "I know the feeling" I say and giggle. Rory smiles and kisses my nose.
"Let's go find something to eat" I say and smile, taking us to the kitchen. "Good idea" Rory says and smiles, getting off my lap to open the fridge. "Frozen White Castle burgers and curly fries?" Rory asks, holding them out.
"Sounds good" I say and smile. Rory puts our food in the oven, sitting on my lap while it cooks. After the food cooks, we sit on the couch and turn on the TV, watching Take the Lead.
YOU ARE READING
Wheels
General FictionMarley Nicole Price is a 17 year old misfit that just started her junior year at a new school, in a new state.
