My injuries weren't completely healed but I was able to go to school again and resume my normal activities. I had to take it easier since rough movement hurt like a b***h. That means no more manhandling or beating up nerdy kids. Not that I was doing that anymore anyway. Despite my same old miserable home-life, I was much happier thanks to Lily. My girlfriend. The word girlfriend still seemed foreign to me but I was slowly getting used to it.
Lily ignored all of my protests and was constantly worrying about me and taking care of me. She brought me food every day, each time it tasted like heaven. I was getting spoiled.
So this is what it's like to be cared for, I thought.
I convinced her not to step foot at my house ever again. I had to protect her from my father. He was a predator and Li
