We Want Her Dead.
Chapter 5
Claires pov
Finally I can go home! When we found out that I was able to get out of the hospital everyone was overjoyed! Especially Shane, he must have hated seeing me cooped up in a small room with nothing to do.
The doctor gave me a wheelchair to go home in and Shane wouldnt let me move out of it. I mean I know I couldnt walk but I wanted to at least try.
'You're staying there.' Shane said as I shifted in my chair. We were all sat around the TV watching Twilight. It was funny actually. The vampires in that movie were nothing like real vampires. Pfft, vampires dont sparkle.
'Shane, I have to try sometime, you know that!' I didnt mean to sound harsh towards him but if I let him get his own way I would lose all the independance I have; and that was definatly not happening!
Shane just nodded and walked slowly over to me. He put his hand out to lift me up. Michael and Eve watched in dismay as I took hold of Shanes hand and pulled myself up. Shane put his hand on my back to balance me and I just stood there for a moment. Not knowing what to do next.
'What now?' I ask. They all look at me then look at each other.
'Um..try walking' Eve suggested. I nodded once more and lifted my foot slowly up. I put it forward and rested it back down near Shanes feet. As I put more weight on it I felt an instant pain through my whole body. I screamed in pain and fell to the floor. Shane managed to grab me and put my back in my wheel chair.
'Crap, are you okay?' He asked in a very concerned voice. He looked me right in the eyes. Those eyes, beautiful chocolate brown eyes made all the pain go away instantly.
'Im fine.' I smiled, 'Maybe I should wait a couple more days.' Everybody nodded and went back to watching the TV. I could tell that none of them were concentrating on the movie. They were all probably in shock at what just happened. Hell, I was in shock. I never thought it would be so hard to simply walk, but I guess life sucked sometimes.
That night Shane helped me get dressed. I could feel myself blushing when he was changing me but he didnt care, he wanted to help me and I loved him for it. He helped me get into bed and lie flat on my back. I hated lying on my back. It was so uncomfortable. I always slept on my side with my knees tucked firmly against my chest. I couldnt even cuddle up with Shane like this, though he put his arm around me and pulled me close; it wasnt like our usual cuddles where I lie on his chest and he holds my waist. This way was just horribly uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do about it, I was stuck this way for a long time.
Mornings were even harder. Shane helped me out of bed and into my wheelchair and helped me to the bathroom. It was so embarrasing when he had to help me pee. I mean come on who needs help to pee? I was so embarrased but he always made me feel better when he said 'Dont be embarrased baby, theres nothing to be embarrased about, I love you and you're beautiful' It got me everytime.
Michael and Eve were helping too. Eve helped me get in and out of the bath. I didnt like baths all that much; its like you're just laying in your own dirt, I always took showers but seen as though I cant stand up for more than a minutes I had no choice but to take baths. Eve stay in the bathroom with me while I was in the bath to keep me company. She always talked to me about the latest goth clothes and what some of the stuck up teenagers said to her at the UC. She would help me get dressed and she would brush my hair for me. I didnt need help brushing my hair but she liked to do it anyway, like a big sister would do to her little sister.
Michael sort of understood what I was going through. When he was a ghost he couldnt do anything. Not as bad as me but he had a hint of what I was feeling. He let me play video games with me and he thrashed my ass at it everytime. We would laugh together and he tell me how gorgeous I am. All of them said that, probably because they knew I felt insecure about the way I was.
I loved my friends, well. Basically my family. Shane, my gorgeous, loving boyfriend. Eve my beautiful goth bestfriend and Michael my protective, kind basically-my-big-brother friend. I knew they would help me but I didnt think they would dedicate everything they did to me. I apriciate them so much and I dont know what I would do without them here with me, together.