The Jock and the Emo Part 2 Boyxboy

Chapter 9

Beau has been getting so much better. He is standing in his own now. He can take small steps move his toes and bending his knees by himself. Doing a hellva lot better. The wedding is going to be in 2 months. Mom already had everything done. We figured once Beau starting standing he would walk in no time. Two months we figured. As long as he can walk down it by himself I don't care how fast or slow. We've been going out more. Going to the mall, movies, dinner we even went to a party for a couple of hours. He still doesn't remember anybody but talked to them like old friends. A few girls cried over him. We didn't stay long and I stayed by his side. I wouldn't let him out if my sight. I don't doubt he loves me. He tells me all the time just like he use to. He still hasn't remembered a thing and it's irritating. I know it's not his fault but i'd like for him to remember one thing from our relationship. Although we are making new ones. I still can't believe he took everything we've said to him as the truth. I know it was but shouldn't he be oh I don't know doubting some of it if not all of it. Shouldn't he be trying to figure out if it's the truth or not? I know there's a lot of proof like pictures, video, friends that say the same thing but still. He hasn't even tried to contact his parents. He still uses my last name. He just taking it all. Our sex life is back to normal. Okay not normal we have it a lot more now. It's like both of us are trying to catch up on what we missed. It's him this time I think this incident made him hornier. Bedroom, bathroom, living room, kitchen, walls, tables. Yeah whatever you can think of just like before but in the privacy of own home. Now he's stepped it up a notch. PUBLIC PLACES! Yeah my favorite man is a walking hard on. I'm not saying I don't enjoy it because I do it's just weird not doing it at home.

"Liam could you bring my dinner in here tonight?" he yells at me.

"No!" I yell back.

"Please!"

"No if you want dinner come in here and eat." I hate doing this to him because I worked him hard today. Not like that I'm taking about his physical thereapy. We did three hours nonstop. We started with massage, stretches, working his muscles, weights then I made him walk. I did give him another massage just because he worked so hard. I always do when he works hard.

"Please!"

"Nope." I hear him groan. Probably cussing me.

"Prick!" see. I laugh to myself.

"Love you too!"

"Bite me!"

"Where?!"

"On my fat ass!"

"You don't have a fat ass. You got a cute little bubble butt!"

"Shut up!" I laugh shaking my head.

"Dinner is done! Come eat!"

"Fine but you owe me!"

"Anything you want babe!" on your knees I think to myself.

"On your knees!" see. Do I know my man or what? I walk out to check on him when I hear him moving. I don't like to be far when he starts walking on his own. I'm scared he's going to fall. I watch him take his baby steps.

"Love you." I tell him as I watch. He looks up at me because he's got a habit of watching his feet. That's another reason why I stay close. One of these days he's going to run into something.

"Yeah. Love you too." he says glaring at me.

"Almost there." I coo. He just nods. "Your doing great." he nods again. "I'm proud of you." yeah I may sound cheesy and sound like a girl but I always give him a little bit of engorgement. He makes it to the dinner table exhausted. I lean over him. "That tired babe?" I ask kissing his neck he sighs heavily.