My Personal Trainer ( BWWM) [#wattys2015]

Chapter Seventeen

Ciera's Prov:

I was currently sitting outside waiting for Christian to pick me up for our group camping trip. As I sat on my porch swing I thought about everything that had happened yesterday. I couldn't help but smile as I thought about what he had said to me.

If you would have asked me a month ago if I would ever get back with Christian then my answer would have been no. I hated him so much bad then and blamed him for everything that has happened. I was in a dark place and I blamed him for it all.

But after everything that has happened in the last month and everything that was said yesterday I can't help but want to start over with him. Especially after hearing what Melody said about the kiss and everything. When she told me this yesterday I couldn't hep but hate myself. If I would have just taken the time to listen to what Christian had to say then I wouldn't have gotten into the accident in the first place.

I quickly pushed my hatred for myself aside because if I hadn't gotten in the accident my family wouldn't be as strong as it was, Melody would have never told Christian she felt, Sarah wouldn't have told me how she felt about me, etc. So many good things happened because of my accident, things that I'm glade happened.

Because honestly if I hadn't gotten into the accident me and Christian would have been together and things would have fallen apart before they could even get started. We went into what we had to quickly without thinking about the consequences. We drove head first into freezing water without knowing how to swim. This whole experience has given us a do over. A way for us to start fresh and do it the way it should have been done.

I was rocking on the swing when I saw Christian's truck coming down my drive way. He stopped the truck and walked over to me. As he was walking I couldn't help but stare at how hot he was. I wiped my mouth just in case I was drooling or anything. When he finally reached me he smiled down at me and picked up my bags.

"Are you ready to go Ciera? Do you need any help down the stairs?" I smiled at how attentive he was.

"No I am fine thanks for carrying my bags." I grabbed my crutches and started down the stairs. I walked all the way over to the truck with a smile on my face. My smile quickly faded as I looked at how far up the seat was. So many things were against me, my weight, my height, my injuries, there was no way I could get in by myself.

Before I could ask Christian for help he had picked me up and gently placed me into the car. "Thank you, I said to him as he passed me my mini cooler and purse."

He smiled at me. "Anytime gorgeous, I love having you in my arms." He shut the door and walked around to his side of the truck. I couldn't help but blush some at his words. He started his truck back up and we were on our way.

"So I was thinking we could play a little game." Christian turned to look at me quickly before looking back at the road.

"What kind of game?"

"A game in which we learn more about one another." I answered as I opened my mini cooler.

"Like 20 questions?" He questioned as he made a tight turn onto the turnpike.

"No we already played that. But its almost like twenty questions except we will be asking questions about our selves to see how well we know one another. And anytime we get one right we get to have a piece of a fruit of our choice." Christian smiled brightly at my words.

"Okay I'll go first, what's my favorite color?"

"Green." I answered with a smile.

"Nope your wrong!" My smile quickly faded.