Bound

Workin on it

Later on yesterday, I didn't really say anything to dad because he was kinda shaken up by the whole thing. But today was a different story. I figured I would make it my goal that every morning I would try to get into my wheelchair by myself. I would eventually work my way up to standing. I figured that even if I didn't have feeling in my legs, I could still get around without always having to use the wheelchair. So this morning I woke and pulled off the covers. I figured that even though my legs may not work, my arms do. So I carefully supported myself on the bed and sat on the ground. I crawled to my wheelchair and supported myself on my closet door knob. The I successfully lifted myself into my wheelchair. I was so proud of myself!

But my excitement got the best of me because I wheeled myself out of my room and knocked on dad's door. Dad shot up and flee out of the room and saw me. "Cooper! How did y-"

"I got myself in my wheelchair today!" I exclaimed. I could tell dad was proud but also scared. "That's good coop but from now on I have to put you in your wheelchair do you understand?!" I nodded. My dad wheeled me downstairs to the dining room. "What do you want for breakfast?" My dad asked. "Uh just cereal." I said. "Remember you have to go to school today" my dad reminded. My dad poured the frosted flakes into a bowl and I could hear him go into the refrigerator and pull out the milk. He set the bowl in front of me after I thanked dad.

While I was eating, I kept thinking about my lastest achievement this morning. I don't always need dad to coddle me and put me in my wheelchair all the time. There are some things I AM capable of doing by myself. After breakfast, dad wheeled me to my room and set me up in my class. "Thanks dad." I said as dad quietly left the room. I grabbed my notebook and pen and started writing down my notes. The teacher had me take a quiz and do a few other assignments. And then when school was over, I logged out. I went on my instagram and saw that Katie was posting some things on her page. I scrolled through it and saw where in the comments she was saying that she was single.

I don't why but my heart lit up. Well I mean my body did I guess. I've had crush on Katie since the day she started texting me. Even though she didn't know my true identity, I still felt a connection like she understood me. I really cared about her and I felt like she genuinely cared about me. I dmed her and she immediately responded. We talked until she said that she was visiting Nashville! I couldn't believe it. I told that I was in nashville at the moment and that maybe we could meet up. She accepted. 

K: That would be great! What time?

C: Tommorow at noon?

K: Awesome! See you then ♥️

I was super happy! I felt like jumping up and down even though I couldn't of course. I immediately called dad upstairs and asked dad if he could take me to the park tommorow. "Well...I guess."

"Yes! Thanks dad!" "You're welcome bud."

Since dad was willing to take me to the park tommorow, I didn't wanna ruin it by disobeying him about not trying to move too much in my wheelchair without dad so I didn't do anymore tricks after that. I was anxiously waiting for tomorrow until I realized that Katie is gonna see that I'm not who I said I was! How could I have been so stupid! It's not the age difference or anything but the image! Well it's too late now because I already asked dad to take me to the park and I asked Katie to meet me, so if I back out now then Katie is gonna think that I don't like her and she might never talk to me again! Plus dad will be suspicious.

So I just prayed that Katie was an accepting person and that she would understand. That is if she was the one. But that's what I'm afraid of.....she might not be. The alternative made me uncomfortable.