Hey guys, I actually didn't think I'd be able to update so soon, so I hope you like this chapter. I don't know many medical things about Puck's condition so please just go with it :)
Disclaimer- I do not own Glee
Rachel's POV
It has been a month since Noah woke up. He is still at the hospital but he is allowed to leave next week.
His legs still aren't working properly, but I have had some kind of hope when every now and then he says his legs tingle when they press against the floor. He's been given a wheel chair to help himself move around. I can tell he's annoyed and hates having to use it, but it's better that seeing him lie lifelessly in that hospital bed.
I walked into his room to find him sitting in his wheelchair with Artie next to him. Artie had been spending a lot of time with Noah lately, teaching him how to use the chair.
I waited at the door and watched for a little while. The cut on his lip had disappeared and the stitches on his forehead were soon to be removed.
"Look, Puck, if you keep proper control over the chair you'll find it easier to move." Artie said, showing him what parts of the wheels he should be holding.
Noah examined the wheels and struggled using the chair properly. "Ugh, what's the point… it's not like I'm gunna be in this chair for much longer anyway." He said, leaning back and giving up.
"It's just encase Noah," I said walking further in, making my presents known. He immediately sat back up and I could tell he was trying to impress me. "We don't know how long you're going to be like this, so you might as well listen to Artie and learn." I said, sadly but sternly.
He sighed, "I'm sorry Rach… you know I hate this," he said, giving in.
"You're getting better," Artie added, trying to lighten the mood.
"There you see, Artie's been in a wheelchair for nine years now and he said you're getting better." I said, as I walked behind him, wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Please, I know you can learn."
He sighed as I walked back around so I was standing in front of him. He pulled me down into his lap and whispered into my ear, "You always know how to make me feel better, don't you," he then pressed a soft kiss to my lips.
"Nawww, so cute," Artie said, smiling.
We looked at him and the three of us started laughing. "I'm sorry… I'll go now," Artie said with a grin as he left us alone.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" Noah said, smiling up at me.
"Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again… I love you too," I said, as we kissed again.
It wasn't long before we were interrupted by one of the nurses. "Okay Noah," she said in a cheery voice. "Are you ready to start physical therapy?"
I got up of Noah's lap ad held onto his hand. "I guess, I mean I can't get much worse than this right?" he said, laughing.
"Good luck," I said, just before he was about to leave.
"Um, Miss Berry, you can come if Noah would like," the nurse said when she realised I looked nervous.
I glanced at Noah; he was smiling so I took that as a yes. "Thank you, that would be great," I said politely as we left the room.
Puck's POV
The nurse took me into a room, it was quite small and simple, all that was there was two bars. "How exactly is this supposed to help me?" I asked the nurse, trying not to sound rude.
"You're going to walk," she said, like it was a perfectly normal thing to say to a teenage boy with paralysed legs.
"You know I'd love to, but how? If you don't mind me asking." I said to the nurse still confused.
"Um, can I just say… I'm all for Noah learning to walk again, but how is two bars in the middle of a room going to help him do that?" Rachel said, backing me up.
"Just trust me," the nurse said, as Rachel wheeled me over to where the nurse was standing at the beginning of the bars. "You're a strong young man Noah, I know you can handle attempting to walk again." She said comfortingly.
I would say that Rachel would probably be quite jealous about the way the nurse was talking to me, but I was lucky that she was a good eight or nine years older than me.
Rachel then wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered into my ear, "I know you can do it."
That only made me more determined to make it through this. The nurse said that all I had to do was walk from one side of these bars to the other. I figured it shouldn't be too hard, considering I had the bars as support, but I was wrong…
Rachel's POV
I helped Noah get out of his chair and supported him until he had a good hold of the bars. I was feeling quite confident because I knew he was strong and he could power through and get to the other side.
As soon as he had his grip I let go. I gasped when he stumbled a little, but everything was okay.
I could tell he was nervous. He wasn't putting any wait on his legs at all, just holding him self up with his shaking arms.
"Good," the nurse started. "Now try and take a step forward."
He looked concerned but lowered himself to his feet were placed properly on the floor. He heavily lifted one foot and placed it in front of the other.
I gasped as he did so, I felt proud that he could do even that much. It told me that he was getting some feeling back if he had some control over his legs.
His arms were still doing most of the work and they were shaking as he tried to hold himself up. "Great job, now try again," the nurse said.
Noah looked annoyed but continued on. I could tell he was trying to impress me, but he always would, no matter how far he got.
He tried moving his other foot, to place in front of the other, but as he did so, it lifelessly dragged across the floor until his arms gave way of keeping him up and he fell to the floor.
"Noah!" I gasped. The nurse and I immediately ran over and helped him back into his chair.
"That's okay, we'll try again tomorrow." The nurse said before I gave her a 'can we have a minute look' and she left the room.
Noah had his head in his hands and I could tell he felt bad. "Noah?" I said trying to get his attention.
"I did awful," he mumbled into them, before sitting back and sighing deeply. "I'm so sorry Rach… I really wanted to show you that I'm getting better."
"Well you know what?" I said, kneeling down in front of him. "You did… I was very impressed by the progress you made today… don't get down on yourself, you'll get better with practice.
"You're just saying that to try and make me feel better Rach! I know you don't mean it," he almost yelled. "I made a total idiot of myself."
I stepped back after his sudden mood change. "No Noah, I wasn't just saying that… you of all people should know that I wouldn't say something I don't mean." I said, trying to comfort him.
Realising he scared me a little, he pulled my down into his lap and I rested my head on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Rach… I didn't mean it. I'm just disappointed in myself… I know I can do better."
"You will… I know you will." I said, as he held me close and we just enjoyed each other's company.
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