6 months later
Amaya
"Niya! Can you pass me the salad?" I asked Niya who was sitting on the other end of the table.
Niya gave birth to a baby boy and his name is Zeehan which means brightness. He is so small and cute that you can spend a whole day looking at him. My angel is sleeping right now.
My grandparent went to India 2 weeks back. Pinni, Babai, and the idiots come here every weekend.
"You can't eat the salad. You have the chicken." Said Brian my physiotherapist and I just rolled my eyes at him.
Trust me! He has been a pain and pleasure in my life. You see life from a new angle when you are in a wheelchair. I'm not talking about the height. I was in a wheelchair for 4 months and in bed for a month after the accident. After the wheelchair on crutches for 2 weeks.
It's been 2 weeks since I started walking. Brian is a pain because he made me work hard to get rid of the wheelchair in 4 months. He is a pleasure because he is the reason I'm walking these days.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, young lady. You still have a limp in your step. You have to eat healthily." He said and served me like 4 chicken breasts.
Some metal pierced my pancreas and I got diabetes after the accident. My meals are getting boring. I haven't had sugar ever since and that sums up life, boring. I didn't think I would ever say this. But I'm starting to hate chicken, which used to be my favorite kind of meat in my life.
I took the chicken out of my plate and tried to put it back on the table. He wouldn't let me do it. So, we started bickering.
"Don't you feel jealous? I am jealous of him, I should be the one taking care of her like that. He is completely different when it comes to her." Niya asked Brian's wife Laura.
Laura is my psychiatrist. When the doctors here analyzed my case, they wanted me to talk to a psychiatrist. I didn't want to but Sampath told me to do it. Laura is his colleague and friend from school. She is the one who referred him in the first place.
"No, I don't. To be frank, I'm happy to see a new angle in him. She brings out the father in him." She smiled looking at us fighting like kindergarteners.
"I don't know how even put up with him. He is so annoying and mad all the time." I asked her. She just smiled at me.
"When I first went to his office for the initial check-up. He was like, don't call me Brian or Mr. Huffner call me Dr. Huffner. He was all weird and angry." I told her trying to imitate him. \
Everyone just laughed at my actions including Brian.
"What about you? Do you remember the rap or poem you wrote when went to see Laura?" He asked me. How does he know that? Oh god! just kill me. I was so sad that day and Laura was not coming in so.
"Ammu wrote a Rap!! Why did I not know that? Do you have it?" Niya asked them shrieking.
"I do have it with me let me show you?" Laura said and pulled out her phone.
She started saying what I wrote that day. I started to yell, so she won't be able to read but Brian ran into the kitchen and put tape on my mouth, and held my hands.
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Fighting For Him ✔️
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