Cheater (Complete)

Chapter Forty-One: Chicago

Memory

I absolutely adored Chicago. I wanted to spend the rest of my life here. The city was gorgeous and I soaked it in as if I were a tourist, every single time I saw it. I've always lived close to Chicago, and hell, even now we weren't exactly in the nicest part of the city, but my God, it could never be ugly to me. I felt like crying every single time I was thick in the beauty of it.

It symbolized the hope for a better future. It symbolized everything good and bright in the world. And it didn't hurt that it was genuinely beautiful. The buildings were unique and huge; all different colors, shapes and sizes. I just... I loved it. I could barely tell you why. I just did, with a deep passion.

Dean laughed at my awe when we started to explore the city around our apartment. He told me, “You've been here a thousand times before. What's so special now?”. After that, after I explained that I wanted to live here and that I simply loved this city, he shut up.

We've been here for about two days now. The rent was incredibly expensive but what else did I expect? We were in Chicago.

The apartment I chose is actually really close to the school. Most of the people who live here are students. I actually don't know if anyone else lives here, I've only met students. They were pretty friendly, I think I've already made a friend or two.

Dean stayed in the apartment, fixing it up and putting our stuff away. So no one knew I had a live-in boyfriend. That suited me fine. I didn't need a hundred college girls flocking around my beautiful boyfriend.

But I didn't like being hit on by college guys. I told them, rather forcefully, that I was taken. I couldn't stand other guys. The only one I really trusted was Dean.

Everyone else was a potential Ricky.

After those initial days, we were nicely settled in. It was pretty awesome.

I had a home all to myself. I didn't need to depend on anybody. And, of course, Dean was here every step of the way, supporting me.

It was a dream come true, literally.

“How are you liking it so far?” Dean asked, coming up being me. He was still in a wheelchair, which made it a little more difficult. It wasn't as easy kissing him and hugging him.

But I made the effort.

I smiled at him, bending only a little to be able to reach him for a kiss.

“I'm living my dream. What about you? Do you regret coming all the way over here for me?” I asked. It was a constant worry for me, that he'd regret moving in with me, even though we've technically lived together for a while now.

He pulled me in for a longer kiss.

“Of course not, baby. I'm in seventh heaven when I'm with you” he whispered.

I glowed from that comment alone. He always knew what to say. It was uncanny.

I swear, I love this man more than anything. I didn't think I'd ever get love like this.

Dean is a blessing.

He led me to our bed, he liked laying down with me because there at least, he was the taller one and he felt a little more normal. I knew how hard it was for him to be in that chair.

He always had a little trouble getting on it but he refused point blank to accept any help.

There, we cuddled up for a while. School didn't start for a couple weeks so I had time to be a little lazy since I had already worked hard to set up everything for our move and the beginning of school. I ironed everything out before we even got in the car, our destination Chicago.