Chapter 9
Being in a wheelchair really sucks. I honestly don't know how Artie does it.
The gang decided to have a party for me to welcome me back.
"Thanks for this," I said. "I really needed it."
"We thought that since you been through a lot," Mercedes said.
"Like losing Eric," Finn said.
"And getting run over," Puck said.
"Thanks," I said.
"What are friends for," Santana said.
I smiled. My friends are the best. What would I do without them?
I needed to get out of my wheelchair so Finn came over and picked me up and sat me down on his lap. He didn't care I had my brace on.
"I am really sorry about Rachel," I said to him.
"Why?" he asked. "She did this to you."
"I know," I said. "But you really liked her."
"I did," Finn said. "But she was very jealous and was a big bragger."
I hugged him. I was glad he wasn't with Rachel.
"I have a question for you," Finn said.
"Ask away," I said.
"Prom is coming up," Finn said. "Would you go with me?"
"I would love too," I said.
I realized something when I hugged Finn. I was starting to really like him more then a best friend.