HER KING AND HIS QUEEN

*1 week later*

Betty's POV

Jug places me down on my wheelchair in the kitchen and I peck his lips.

"Morning," I say to everyone.

"Morning," they sigh, all looking at me like they've been looking for a week. Like they're sorry.

I sigh and look down at my legs, that are still not carrying me. I can stand up if someone holds me, but I can't walk or stand by myself.

"Honey are you sure, you should go to school?" dad asks.

I look up at him, "Yes. I'm sick of reading books and watching movies. And that comes from me," I say. They all chuckle a little, which makes me happier, cause they're sad because of me.

"Are you sure?" mom asks.

I sigh, "Yes. Can you all just please stop worring," I say while starting to eat with a sad face.

I feel that they're still looking at me. And I feel my tears now, "You know, that I hate it when you look at me like that. Just please stop," I say and wipe away my tears, looking at my legs, my eyes closed and tears running down my cheeks.

"Sorry. We're just worried," Cheryl says.

"I know," I say, "It just makes it worse for me, when everyone's always sad around me. So can you please just stop?" I ask. Not crying, but tears still dropping from my eyes as I look at my legs.

Jug kisses my hair and I look at him. He wipes my tears away.

"Do you really wanna go to school?" he asks me.

I sigh, "Yeah," I say.

"Okay," he sighs and keeps eating.

I look at mom and dad, they look sad, "I'm sorry. But I'd be much happier if you'd at least fake that you're happy," I say and take a bite from my cereal.

They smirk and keep eating. I look at my sisters.

"And you all too.." I say.

"Before you're sure that you wanna go to school.." Toni says. I raise my eyebrows.

"Don't get confused if people are terrified of you," she says like it's a totally normal thing.

"What?" I chuckle.

"Right now.. The most popular rumor is that you killed that man and ran away," Cher smirks.

We all start laughing, "So they know, that she's in a wheelchair?" JB asks them.

"Nope. So good luck today," Jug smirks at me.

I chuckle. At least he's not worried of how will I manage to move. He has seen my skills with wheelchairs by now.

"Let's just start going," I sigh with a smirk and start to roll the wheels on my chair. They chuckle at me.

*Time pass*

"Just call. If you need anything, okay?" dad asks as he parks the car in front of the school next to Jug's and Cheryl's motorcycles.

"Okay, don't worry," I chuckle. He kisses my hair and I open the door.

Jug comes to me and pecks my lips, "You ready?" he chuckles.

"Maybe," I say.

They both laugh at me as Jug takes the wheelchair out and puts it normally together. Then he comes back to me and I put my arms around his neck and he helps me to sit in my chair.