Even with a lot of protest and even though I refused, Steven had pushed me in the wheelchair to our car. He pulled my arm over his neck to help me out of the wheelchair and into my seat in the car. My legs worked but were to weak to hold me up. He closed the door softly and walked to the other side of the car.
He sat in the driver seat silent for a few minutes before saying, I am so glad that you woke up, I've dreamed of the day that you sat next to me and that I could take you back home.
I gave the best sincere smile I could in a situation like this. I didn't feel like myself at this point. Everything felt off.
I'd say I miss you but it's only felt like a day for me.
But it's been months and I've waited months to have you back.
I still couldn't find the right words to give him comfort. So I kept giving him the only attempt of a smile I could give him.
He started the car but when I looked over I saw tears running down his face.
I love you and I can't wait to go home I said with actual meaning behind it.
It was late at night when they discharged us so when I looked at the clock it was already 1am. Steven put the radio on to try add some noise to the silence. I just looked outside well trying to think about what was said before I woke up.
Steven grabbed my hand and I jumped startled not expecting it. He apologize for scaring me. I still felt broken, like I was half the person I was. I believe I didn't deserve this man any longer. I came with to much baggage and I was to much of a mess to fix at this point.
We pulled up to the complex parking lot after an hour awkward drive home.
His parents were out side the apartment waiting for us already, his dad has a wheelchair with him.
Oh God Steven why you tell them to bring it, this is not how I wanted to meet your parents.
Sweetheart they watched over you well you were in your coma, they are just happy you woke up. They already love you like a daughter so don't worry.
He had parked in our spot and got out of the car and his dad met him at my door. Steven lifted me out of the car and put me into the wheelchair. I smiled the best I could and said thank you to his dad. His dad nodded and said your welcome.
His parents knew only basic English / broken English and I knew it would be hard to speak with them.
His mom stayed near the front entrance since she was less mobile then his dad. She has arthritis all over and she already moved a lot taking care of Steven and his dad and I.
We met her at the entrance and she grabbed my hand. Great to meet you dear she smiled. I said thank you and smiled back as best I could.
His dad held all the doors open as Steven wheeled me into the front leading to the elevators. Steven and his dad spoke in Russian to each other as we moved and his mother smiled at me as happily as she could. We got on the elevator and got off on our floor. We went over to our door and his dad held it open and I looked inside.
He has gotten all new furniture and it looked nice his mom had helped him and it looked more home like. I knew his mom had helped him because hes horrible at choosing art and decorations.
It's nice I smiled.
I think it will be our perfect home. At least for now till we get a home.
This is home as long as I am with you Steven.
His face lit up after hearing this and he started to
wheel me over to the different parts of the apartment to show me where everything was.
Most of all id like to see our bed I said in a bit of a depressed tone.
He took us to our room and he lifted me out of the chair and onto the bed and I thanked him and he smiled at me asking politely if there was anything he could get me. My throat is dry and I would like my meds. He left and came back with a water bottle and all my meds. I found my sleep aid and took 2. I asked him to say good night to his parents for me. He kissed me on the forehead. He said he would be right back. He left the room and left the door open only a crack.
I could hear him speaking to his parents, the different language was nice to hear, it soothing in a way. He came back after 10-15 minutes of talking and he dashed over to his side of the bed. Do you mind if I lay next to you well you go to sleep?
Well your already here so why not?
The meds started to slowly take affect and I found myself drifting off as he held my hand slowly stroking the back on my hand with his fingers. He whispered I love you as I was just falling asleep.
I loved him to, I really do. And I would tell him in the morning when I woke up.