2 weeks later...... February 27th
I walk downstairs after I woke up and walk into the kitchen, Well hobble, damn crutches.
Danny is eating cereal and reading the newspaper. When I walk in he looks up and then looks down at his newspaper. The want has turned into frustration and then to anger. The anger has turned into arguing, so we don't really speak. I go and hobble with the milk and grab and bowl with one hand and slam my other crutch down getting frustrated. Danny looks up but doesn't move. I hobble to the table and sit down, out of breath. I make myself a bowl and eat it. He sighs and I suddenly get irritated that he didn't help me. He's such an ass. I sling the bowl of cereal off the table and stand up on one leg and hold myself up with my arms on the table
"You're an asshole."
"What I'd do?"
"You didn't help me!"
"You managed."
"I would've managed better with your help!"
He stands and leans against the table too.
"It isn't my fault!" I slap him in the face hard.
"The fuck it isn't! You're the reason I'm like this anyways!" He sighs.
"God I want you so much." I kiss him and he kisses me, and goes around the table. He pushes me onto the table and spreads my legs. This is gonna be a workout. He gets between my legs and unzips his pants. He pulls himself out and I feel him push inside.
**
"About time." He grumbles.
I sigh running my hands through my hair.
"I love you Jessie."
"I love you too."
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I wake up and feel around in the bed. Where's Danny? How did I get here? I sit up and hop to my crutches. I'm completely naked, I realize this as I hobble down the stairs.
I reach the kitchen and see him cleaning my mess and the table with Clorox.
I smile.
"Wanna choose new china with me online?" I lean against the door frame.
"Since we only have 2 bowls now. Yes." He laughs.