Boundless Love

Surprise

Levi's POV...

The next few days went by fast. Charlotte kept me occupied with endless therapy throughout the day. She brought me to the pool, to the gym, lifting weights then walking with the ceiling harness. She knew I was tired and needed more rest, but I refused to stop.

My left side was still weak and uncooperative, jumping into spasms when ever I pushed too hard. I was getting angry with myself and I knew that if I took a break, even for a moment, that I would end up giving up.

Charlotte sensed my issue and tried to reassure me, but it only made me take out my frustrations on her. I know I was being a dick, but she was there and that's the only way I know how to deal with all of this.

Friday morning arrived and I impatiently waited for Charlotte to take me to the gym. I was sitting in my chair facing the door with my arms crossed when she walked in.

Not phased at all by my discourteous appearance, she says, " I see someone is in a foul mood this morning."

"Can we just get to the gym?" I rudely ask.

I know I haven't been the nicest all week, and she's put up with my shit, but it's my birthday and I haven't even heard from my parents this morning. London is six hours ahead of Boston time, so there's no excuse for them not calling.

"Actually, Nate's going to work with you this morning, I have a lot of things to catch up on," she says.

"Great," I slowly and sarcastically respond.

" I'll see you this afternoon," she says and walks out the door. She looked irritated with me, although I'm not surprised. Usually she gives me a hopeful smile no matter what my mood, but today of all days...nothing. I miss her touch, even if it's just her hand guiding mine; her soft skin gently making contact with mine, causing the butterflies in my stomach to flutter like crazy; making me feel like I am worthy. I miss her, every moment she's not with me. I know it's my fault though, I cause my own pain and fill my own head with delusional thoughts of ever having someone like her...ever calling her mine.

Maybe she's finally had enough of my attitude this week. She didn't even wish me a happy birthday! How does she not know what day this is? I thought she's looked up everything about me? This is just like any other day here I guess; it's not like I can really go out and celebrate.

Nate walks into my room and takes Jake and I into the gym for strength training. The two of them act oddly strange the entire time. I've probably pissed them off this week too. I better figure out how to lighten up before everyone hates me.

Rolling out of the gym after my workout, I'm startled by someone grabbing my wheelchair handles and pushing me. "Hey, how was your workout?" Charlotte asks.

I shift my body and head around to look at her. She looks happy... that's a relief from our earlier encounter. "Umm, it was good," I'm not sure how to answer her.

Without thinking or talking further, she starts to push me faster and turns me into the door of the lounge.

"SURPRISE! Happy Birthday!" I hear everyone shout.

I catch my mouth in my palm before it nearly drops to the floor. Nate, Sarah, and all the other patients are here. I'm in even more shock when I see my parents, Mark and my mates from back home. I'm speechless!

"How...What... are you all doing here?" I stutter.

"We're here to celebrate! You wanker!" My mate Andy teases.

My other mate Landon chimes in, " You may be avoiding all of our phone calls, but you can't avoid your birthday," he laughs.

"It's really good to see you," Landon says to me, punching my shoulder.