Rose III {✓}

🌹Chapter Nine🌹

🌹R O S E III🌹

🌹CHAPTER NINE🌹

A couple if days have passed since I woke up and Lena and I have fallen into a routine where we wake up when the sun comes up and eat breakfast, then we play some game, either a card game or a board game up until lunch. After lunch she always cleans me and does something in my hair, every day something different and sometimes it goes wrong and sometimes it goes well, well mostly well.

When I'm clean and have a new hairstyle we either play another game or we lie on the bed and remember the good times we have shared together. Like school and after school. I've also taken to notice that Lena doesn't want to talk about anything that has to do with other people, especially Alexander or my mom, not even Killian who I think she's never even met before.

She's also sometimes angry for no reason and sometimes she does frighten me because of how easily angered she can get and if I say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing, she gets angry but it's not that much, only a little but I don't want her to be that way.

I want Lena to be happy and not angry because she has made me happy for so long, she has always been there for me when I needed her and now she's doing everything for me. No matter what it is or how embarrassing it is. Like I used to feel shy when she was touching my naked body but I've come to realize that it's all right.

She's just cleaning me and making sure that my skin is clean and taken care of when I can barely do that on my own. She has taken the pain but I know that if I were to stand and walk on my own I would probably open some wound and I could die or worse.

I don't know what will happen but I know that I don't want it to happen. "Are you all right? You look so deep in thoughts?" Lena asks me and I look at her. It's the afternoon and we are lying on the bed, she has been talking for some time now about something that I'm not really listening to.

I've been so lost in my own mind to notice it. I lightly shake my head. "I'm all right, just thinking. Don't worry about it" I tell her, she doesn't need to be worried. She shrugs it off. "As I was saying, there are only a couple of more days until I will be able to get it" She says and I give her a confused look.

I have no idea what she's talking about and she knows it, her smirks says so. She rolls her eyes. "The wheelchair" She says and I give her an even greater confused look. "You haven't been listening, have you?" She asks me and the look of guilt comes across my face.

Shaking my head, I look away from her, not wanting to look into her eyes. I don't want her to see me like this, guilty because I wasn't listening to her and I know she will be disappointed in me. I hear her deeply sigh. "I was talking about how I'm trying to get a wheelchair for you so that I can take you to look outside the window. I notice that you are always looking out there" She tells me.

I hadn't noticed that she knew but I have been trying to see outside the window but it's impossible to see outside from this bed, as much as I try, I can't. The window is just too high or the floor is just too low, I can't be sure which one but something is wrong with it.

And there are white bars over the window that don't make it that easy either. I've been meaning to ask her about that. "I sort of remember being in a wheelchair at the hospital and I think you were there too, my memories aren't that good" I tell her.

"You don't have to think of that place anymore, you're not there anymore and will never be going there again" She tells me and I can feel her grow a little angry and as much as I want to change the subject, I can't. I don't know what to say or what to discuss.