Logan is thinking while staring out of the window on a rainy day.

   

    After being in this wheelchair for over a long period of time, I think that the world is trying to tell me something.  When I was in the hospital after being shot and had by spinal cord blown out I was in a state of shock.  I've seen people in wheelchairs and had friends that are in wheelchairs but I never thought in a million years that something like this would ever happen to me. 

    I thought that my life was over- no more basketball, no more running... and no more living.  If I kill myself It will be like killing Max.  If I TRY to run away, were the hell  am I suppose to go.  Now a days a person in a wheelchair get treated really badly.  If I try to close my eyes pictures and scenes come to mind.  People look at me with pity in their eyes.  Don't they understand that I don't want any bull shit from them or anybody.  I'm totally capable of taking care of myself even if I spend that rest of my shitty life as a lump in a wheelchair.

       

    "Man, why the hell did this happed to me",Logan sighed while adjusting his glasses on his tiered face.

 

    Just as he was about to wheel himself to his bedroom, SLAM, he slipped on some water. His wheelchair flipped over which made him land on his face. "Shit.shit.shit." he angrily swore.  He was too tiered to get himself up and  was about to cry so he just laid on the floor and drifted into a deep dream.

 

---Max was waiting at the door which was weird because she never waited.  Usually she'd just let herself in.  "Logan are you there? it's me, your fairy princes!"

 

Logan didn't answer because he was afraid Max would see him on the ground.  He felt something warm on his lip, he lift his had to touch his face and felt blood.  The blood was boring down from his nose. He flipped over his wheelchair and hoisted himself into it and headed to the bathroom.

 

"Hello.... Logan, are you home?""I have to talk to you" Max walked towards Logan's computer room looked inside, he wasn't there.  She was then heading towards his bedroom then Logan popped out of the blue.

 

"Where were you, I've been calling your name for at least two minute."

 

"Oh, I.... I was just cleaning up.  I guess I just got caught up in the moment."

 

"No prob. So...where's the mountain of food you said you were going to cook." Max blurted out.

 

Logan had a surprised look on his face like he didn't know what she was talking about. "ah.ah" 

"Don't tell me you forgot because if you did I gonna have to kick you ass."

 

"No I didn't. It's just that I haven't had time to settle down and cook yet.""can we schedule this for another time." 

    

Max's head all of a sudden turned from the window she saw staring out of."This is the second time this week you've blown me off.  You know what, if you think I'm gonna be you dog on a leash you better think twice because I'm outta here.  See ya when you have time"

 

"Max wait. I can explain.  Don't...don't leave. I'm sorry"  By that time Max had already slammed the door and headed to the elevator.  Logan sat there in his wheelchair stunned at what Max had just did.  Once again he felt like a piece of clay that was being tossed across the room.  He wheeled himself towards the kitchen and sat on a chair.  He put his head down and cried.  He wasn't crying for the fact that he was sad but because he was confused.  He didn't know  what or who he was.  He didn't know why God let him suffer.  He closed his eyes and listed to the music that traveled from the building across the alley.

 

Who can say where the road goes,

where the day flows?

only time...

 

And who can say if your love grows,

As heart chose?

only time...

 

Who can say why your heart sighs,

As your love flies?

only time

 

And who can say why your heart cries,

when your love dies?

only time...

 

Who can say when the roads meet,

That  love might be

In your heart

 

And who can say when the day sleeps

If the night keeps all your heart?

Night keeps all your heart...only time.

 

 

The music fades away and Logan closes his eyes .  After a few minutes he opens them and looks down at his legs.  There is this tingling feeling traveling through his toes.  He can feel something.  He brings his right hand down and messages his leg.  He felt something.  He slowly moved his legs and stood up.  He was wobbling from left to right but he fount his balance.  He clapped his has while a grin that stretched from one ear to another appeared.  He hadn't felt this happy in a long time. 

    The first thing he did was cook-up the meal he promised Max and fount some music to dance to. 

 

Bring!! Bring!! Max's home phone rang. "Wattz up."

 

"Hi, Max, it me Logan.  Can you come over for a little while I have something for you."

 

"All right but it better not be another mission"

 

"It's not.  Just come over.  I promise you'll love it"

 

The elevator door opened and Max stepped into it.  When she got to Logan's floor the elevator doors opened and there were rose peddles leading to the Logan's apartment door.  She fallowed the track and there he was, in the doorway waiting for her,the man who she saw as a star in the sky.  She realized that he was not in his wheelchair.  She saw the smile on his face which made her happy. 

 

"You know,  I knew this day was gonna come but I never thought I would be so happy to see you".  Max's eyes glowed like a bright light.  She stood in front of Logan smelling the fresh scents of his shirt and mouth. 

 

"Come on, let's go inside.  I bet your starving". Logan said while leading max to the fabulous smell of food.

 

They sat down on the table.  Max was on one side and Logan was on the other side.  Logan's face was getting closer and closer to Max's.  He wanted to kiss her so badly.  She wanted to kiss him too.  The temptation was getting too intense so they gave in.  Their lips clung onto each other like a fish on a hook.  Just as Logan was about to carry the woman he loved into the bedroom, he saw this bright light and instantly he knew that is was a dream.

 

"Shit, that was a good dream.  I only wished it was real" 

  

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This was my first time writting and I didn't exactly know what you guys like to read.  You might have read many stories before that are boring but I hope mine doesn't fall undeer that catigory.  Please if you can tell my what I should do to improve my writting and make it interesting.  Please do not sent any negative coments. (Feedbacks are very helpful)