falling for adelaide; rvd

chapter eighteen

i didn't tell cameron about the kiss. i knew once i would tell her that she'd make fun of me for it. she'd always bring it up and end up telling her mom and ruel's dad which would make the house awkward.

we only killed once and that was it. after that, we kept to ourself and every so often he'd pass by cameron's door and give me a silly smile. i knew we'd end up telling her, i just didn't want to do it just yet.

"i guess i'm going on a date tonight," i wiggled my brows over at cameron who was fidgeting around with her phone.

"no wonder why you've been giddy all day," she scoffed, "gross."

"it's my first date," i smiled. i imagined my legs to kick with excitement but of course, nothing happened.

"with a wheelchair?"

i shook my head, "my first actual date," i pressed my lips together nervously. i knew to her that must've sounded crazy. i lived 18 years and not one day out of those have i gone on a date. i never understood why. i always thought guys liked going on dates just maybe not with me.

"well, congrats," she jokingly clapped her hands together and shifted her gaze up at ruel, "stop snooping, weirdo. you always do that," she rolled her eyes.

i was intentionally messing around with myself. i kept acting as if i was going to move my leg, trying me very hardest to move anything else other than my toe. i felt it but it was all in my head.

"i just came in to tell adelaide that it's time to go," he had his shoes on and his car keys swung around his finger, waiting. he gasped and cameron followed, "you did it again!"

i looked down, seeing my knee cap tense up and then relax. this is what i was doing but i assumed it was all just in my head. i kept doing it as i was in shock. it was just like moving my toe except bigger. this was a big step, not literally unfortunately, but it will mean literally soon.

"perfect timing, huh?" cameron smirked, referring to physical therapy i was about to leave for. my PT was definitely going to be excited, flabbergasted i might as well say.

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the whole ride to physical therapy i kept watching my knee flex over and over again. ruel kept smiling in the corner of my eye since he kept watching me do it. i made a semi-promise to ruel that i'd try and stay positive through the journey to me walking again and seeing my "progress" as ruel likes to say was helping me.

he pulled into the parking lot and put the car to a stop. he turned the engine off and sat still, staring at the wheel. he then turned to me and sighed deeply, "you know how i kissed you earlier?"

i nervously nodded, remembering the moment still feeling his lips linger onto mine.

he leaned in, his hand caressing the same spot on my jaw and his thumb grazing against the spot once again all bringing me back a few hours ago, "can i?"

i closed the gap between us, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and pulling him closer. the few moments were graceful, he parted his lips and licked my bottom lip, begging for entrance.

i backed away and stared straight ahead. i couldn't get enough of him but i felt like i needed to back away. i gulped nervously, looking back at him, "wanna go in?"

"yeah." he said almost too quickly.

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i had taken my phone out for the first time in a while. i was afraid of opening it and seeing pictures of perfect women and perfect men. i was afraid of seeing people do the things they love while not having to worry about their feet. i was terrified of seeing my friends dance again and me not there with them.

i set my phone on the nightstand after dreadfully scrolling for a few minutes. it was dark now, cameron was asleep as everyone else in the house was other than me. tomorrow was a big day for me, it felt like i was performing but it was just a silly date.

i thought about what i'd wear, how i'd do my hair and if i would wear makeup or not. ruel would always remind that i was beautiful when i was having one of the very frequent bad days. he would tell me i could wear a trash bag and still be breathtaking.

i wanted to walk before their wedding. i didn't want someone pushing me around the whole day nor did i want to be one of the few people watching everyone dance and have fun. i'd be the lame person in the back, eating cake and olives or something.

my PT said the more i practice at home, the easier things will get for me. this meant hours and hours of trying to flex the rest of my legs through a lot of frustration. he said that it'll come sooner than later which gave me a lot of hope.

the wedding was here less than a month. i doubt that i'd be able to walk then but i want to at least be able to get out of my chair by myself. i made a promise to not only me but ruel, it was to try and at this point it wasn't trying, it was doing.

by the morning, everyone was up and eating breakfast downstairs. i slid my body into the chair next to the bed. i'm surprised i didn't feel cameron get out of bed this morning since i usually do.

i wheeled my way down to the kitchen and gathered my plate. everyone sat in the living room, not sharing a word. every morning we were all too busy watching our morning shows before we said anything.

once we were finished, ruel took my plate to clean it off. cameron looked over at me and puckered her lips, "you want a kiss too?"

i furrowed my brows, letting a quick laugh escape, "what?"

"ruel told me about you guys kissing," she scrunched his nose and looked back at the tv. she spoke in a whisper so her mom wouldn't hear since we all know she'd either kick me out or constantly ask questions.

i rolled my eyes. before i could back away from the conversation, ruel sat down beside cameron and i looked over at him, "really?" i glared at him.

"what?" he shot over a sly smile and we all continued our mornings.

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a/n

i just want to let you guys know that i started school so i'm really sorry if i don't post as often as i did but ill try my best.