Beginning to Recover

“Well hello there sleepy,” Jessica chucked. Her tone then changed to serious, “Boy are we glad to see you stir. Twice already we thought that we lost you.”

I was starting to stir, “What happened?”

“We were involved in a major accident. Jessica and I came out with only scrapes and bruises. You, on the other hand, are going to be in a wheelchair for a while,” Tracey answered.

I was beside myself and started to get upset, “My goodness! Am I that hurt?”

Jessica answered, sobbing, “Sadly, yes. At least you are alive. We almost lost you twice when your heart flatlined. Tracey and I love you too much. You're too young and we didn't want it to be your time.”

Tracey continued, “Doctors say that you'll be going home tomorrow, which is Friday. The accident occurred yesterday, Wednesday. Since you lost so much functionality, Jessica and I will need to take care of you, even for the basics such as eating, bathing, and getting dressed. Mom and I had meetings with Brandon administration and the guidance department. You will now be in all of my classes.”

I grumbled, then Tracey continued, “There is some good news in all of this. Remember that girl, I can't remember her name, that everyone claims you love? Now, you'll only see her in Band. I don't think she know me, so I don't mind pretending that I'm the love in your life.”

I had to giggle with that remark. Tracey continued, “Tomorrow, when you are released from the hospital, you will be getting your wheelchair. Mom and dad had a lift installed to get you upstairs. You and I will be sharing my bed so that I can help you with the basics in the morning. You will need help with even the simple things like getting dressed, eating, and taking baths. Although Jessica is taking over your old room, I've already told her that she's welcome with us. We both agreed that now would be a great time to put sibling rivalry aside. There will be no more fighting and no more arguing.”

Tracey proceeded to hug me, and for once, I didn't mind being hugged by my sister. Jessica also hugged me, and again, for the first time in recent memory, I didn't mind either of my sisters hugging me. This brought me to tears, because before the relationship with my sisters wasn't the greatest. It was more along the lines of a typical brother-sister argumentative relationship.

“We're going to remain at your side,” Jessica added. “We both love you so much that we are stopping all fighting immediately. You are going to be sleeping with Tracey and, if you want, I will be joining. Especially these first few days when you will be getting used to your new needs. We will be right there to take care of you. As Tracey just said, you will spend your whole time at school with her. Right now, the only thing that the school is trying to figure out is how to allow you two to change for Phys-Ed since I'm sure you want to continue with it.”

I answered, “Yes, I want to continue with Phys-Ed classes.” I was still shedding a few tears from my sisters hugging me, since I've never felt this close to either of them before. As they promised, both of my sisters never left my side for the rest of the day.

The next day came and it was time to release me from the hospital. A nurse showed up with a wheelchair for me and both of my sisters assisted me in transferring to it. Jessica told me, “We now have a van that can hold you in your wheelchair. This should make it easier to get around. The van is in addition to mom's new car and dad's truck. I'm going to be the one primarily driving the van to get you around.”

Finally, I was released from the hospital. I was getting hungry, so Jessica offered to stop at the local Arch's Burgers at Gainsborough. “Tracey will be assisting you with eating,” Jessica told us. While in the hospital, Jessica and Tracey were trained on things that they needed to do to take care of me, so they were prepared on what to do w hen we got in to the Arch's Burgers.

Jessica got the lift going as Tracey helped me to get into position for the lift. The girls were quite skilled in this (they would later explain how well the hospital trained them on what to do for me).

We entered the Arch's Burgers and Tracey explained, “Jessica is going to place our order. Meanwhile, I'm going to get you situated at a table. What would you like to eat?”

I responded, “Number One, Medium. Regular Cola, no ice. I'll wait on fresh fries.”

Jessica thanked me, and then Tracey got me to a table. My twin sister hugged me and added, “Your hands are not what they used to be. I will need to physically put food into your mouth.” I nodded in acknowledgment. Not too long later, Jessica came to the table with our food.

Tracey set the tray in front of me then she proceeded to assist me with lunch. I felt weird because I'm not used to my own sister having to physically put food into my mouth. I figured to myself, “I'm sure I'll get used to this someday.”

After lunch, the girls loaded me into the van, and I asked Tracey to sit next to me. “Let me get the transfer seat going,” Tracey responded.

Tracey climbed into the van as Jessica got the lift going. Tracey was able to get a seat ready for me to sit in. Then, she sat down on that seat. Meanwhile, Jessica assisted me onto the lift. She raised me into the van to where Tracey was waiting for me. Tracey grabbed me with the intentions of assisting me to the seat. As soon as I was sitting next to my sister, I started to hug her. It was in this moment, as I was hugging Tracey, that I realized a very strong bond was forming between the two of us. I would not stop hugging my sister until we got home.

We finally arrived home and my sisters assisted me out of the van. I really had to go. Tracey said, “I'll take you to the bathroom.” My face turned red in embarrassment. Tracey continued, “Don't be frightened. I'm not going to bite you. Instead, I'm going to assist you.” I was still bright red.

Tracey took me to the upstairs bathroom while Jessica operated the lift for me. “The upstairs bathroom was modified for you,” Jessica explained.

When I got upstairs, Tracey was waiting. She pushed me into the bathroom. Then, she shut the door and locked it. “Mom and dad's room door was removed to make room for your wheelchair,” Tracey explained when I was confusingly looking for the other door.

I then turned really red knowing that there was a girl, let alone that she's my sister, in the bathroom with me. “I'm feeling uncomfortable knowing you get to see my no-no parts,” I moaned, blushing.

“Don't be afraid,” Tracey soothingly said. “Here, if it makes you feel better, I'll pull my pants down so you can see my no-no parts as well.”

“Yeah, why not,” I shrugged, still blushing. With that, Tracey assisted me onto the toilet as she pulled my pants down. I started to really take a long Number One. With that, Tracey showed off all of her no-no parts, even her chest. I admit, I liked the view (even though I knew that it was wrong). Tracey and I were only 12 at the time, so we were just being kids who were goofing off. After going, Tracey pulled her pants back up and assisted me with getting my clothes back on.

We exited the bathroom and Tracey brought me to the bedroom where Jessica was waiting for us. Both of my sisters assisted me in transferring from the wheelchair to the bed. Then, Tracey shut the bedroom door and locked it.

Tracey then returned to the bed and explained how I was nervous with her in the bathroom with me. She also explained what she did to calm me down. I turned bright red, again.

Jessica comfortingly said, “There's nothing wrong with that. I don't see the big deal, but this will be our little secret. I don't think we should reveal this to mom or dad.”

Nervous, I replied, “You mean you don't mind showing your no-no parts?”

Jessica replied, “Of course I don't mind showing my things. Tracey, do you mind?”

Tracey answered, “No, I don't mind.” With this, both girls took their clothes off. They then assisted me in getting my clothes off. I found myself sitting in Jessica's lap.

“Just remember that this is our little secret that is between the three of us only,” Jessica reminded us. I was starting to get uncomfortable.

“I think you need a bath,” Tracey said. “Let me check the hall to make sure it's clear, then we'll head to the bathroom to bathe you.”

Turned out that the hallway was clear, and Tracey called out, “C'mon you two. Jess, I think you can carry him. Let's get to the bathroom.” With that, Jessica latched me onto her back and shoulders and she carried me to the bathroom. The three of us were completely nude and I was a nervous wreck.

As Tracey grabbed three towels, Jessica had me sit on the toilet as she got the water going. Tracey then entered the bathroom and she shut the door and locked it. The water was ready, and Tracey got into the tub. Once she was in, Jessica assisted me into the tub, into Tracey's waiting arms.

Tracey sat me on her lap and held me tightly explaining, “I'm going to keep you steady while Jessica washes you.”

“OK,” I replied. With that, Jessica proceeded to wash me. She was very detailed on what she washed (yes, this does mean she washed down there) and was very liberal with the body wash. She was also quite liberal with the shampoo.

After the bath, Jessica and Tracey worked together to get me out of the tub and transferred onto the toilet seat to dry me off. Once they got me dried off, Jessica carried me back to the bedroom and sat me on the bed.

“I'm feeling uncomfortable. I want us to be dressed,” I requested. Both of my sisters had no problems putting their clothes back on. They also had no problems putting my clothes on.

“I understand that you're uncomfortable,” Jessica reassured me, “But you're going to need to get used to Tracey and I needing to do certain things, like bathing you, since you can't do them on your own.”

The rest of the weekend went fairly smoothly and Monday rolled around. Today was the day I got to return to school. The plan was for Tracey to simply push me to school since Brandon Middle School was only 3 blocks away.

As planned, my sister did push me to the school, and when we arrived, we were told to head to the main office. When we arrived, we sat down with the 7th grade administrator Ms. Egnatz, and the principal Dr. Massey. “What the school is doing is placing you two in the same classes together. Mike, since you brought up the situation of that other student, we're going to place you into your sister's classes,” Dr. Massey began. I nodded in acknowledgment.

Ms. Egnatz continued, “As soon as you two arrive at the school in the mornings, check-in with the security desk. Then, proceed straight to your locker and first bell class. Mike, all of your things were, under the supervision of your mother and sister, transferred to Tracey's locker. You two will be sharing a locker from now on, including eighth grade. Here is the schedule of classes you are in.” Dr. Massey then handed me the schedule, which was Tracey's schedule as well. “For PE, you two will use the ladies' locker room. Enter through the gym, so that you two can change before other students are allowed to enter. You must check-in and with staff when you enter and when you are done with the locker room. Staff will be in earshot, but will not be visible unless summoned, for your privacy. You two will be dismissed from all classes five minutes early to have clear access to the halls. For PE, the ladies' locker room will be opened for you two five minutes early. When you are done, you must let someone know so that they may unlock the door to the main hallway and allow other students to change,” Dr. Massey added.

Ms. Egnatz continued, “For Lunch, the A line will be opened when you arrive. Tracey, since there is no way to modify it, your job will be to get both lunches for you and your brother.”

Dr. Massey concluded, “I think that's everything. You two may head to class now.” With that, I hugged my sister and we were off to her locker and first bell class.

We arrived at Tracey's locker, and everything was there as promised. Her teacher, er, now our teacher, was there waiting for us. “Go on and get both books. I think that may be easier if you have two books. We'll play it by ear and see how it goes. Oh, sorry Michael Let me introduce myself. I'm Ms. Lightoller, Tracey's math teacher. The school has a table set up for both of you, you'll see where it is when you enter the room.”

We entered the room and there was the table waiting for us. Tracey pushed me over and got me situated, then she pulled a chair up to the table for herself. She pulled the laptop out of the backpack and proceeded to get everything all set up for us. “There's a microphone to record lectures. There's two hard drives: one for work and study and one for at lunch that has games and music. Notice that I'm inserting the one marked 'Work/Study.' It has the office suite so you should be right at home,” Tracey told me. Once she got the device going, she turned it on just in time for everyone else to start entering the class.

That's when our friend from band and church, Ashley Raybourn, entered. “Why are you in my class,” she jokingly asked me.

“It's my class now,” I joked back.

“No, it's my class,” Tracey had to interject with a laugh.

We got settled in time for the bell to ring. I felt awkward since I couldn't stand to pledge my allegiance to this Nation.

Ms. Lightoller's math class went surprisingly well considering my math stinks. Time to head to the next class. Tracey started to pack everything, and we were off to my favorite, science. Again, science was mostly like math in terms of class setup. Tracey pulled out the laptop just like before and we got through class smoothly.

It was time to head to band. This is the one class where I would have to put up with the scandal, as Tracey refers to it. “Since she doesn't know me, I'll pretend to be your lover if need be. I'm more than willing,” Tracey advised me as we went down the hall.

Sure enough, Tracey's plan needed to be put into action. “Your girl is waiting for you,” a fellow student, Doug, boasted.

Tracey responded, as she hugged me, “He's mine now!”

“I'm going to tell her you're cheating,” Doug replied. Meanwhile, Tracey was still hugging me. After he left, we headed into the band room to get setup. I had a smirk on my face the whole time my sister was hugging me; I couldn't wait to see what happened.

Turned out, nothing unusual happened. Band came and went like the other classes. Time for PE. As planned, we headed for the ladies' locker room by going through the gym and checking in with Ms. Thomas. We were let into the locker room, and Tracey was able to get me changed quickly. We checked out with Ms. Thomas to let her know that the locker room was ready for the other students. With that, we headed to the gym to do the laps around the gym. Nothing was out of the ordinary. The school was well aware that I wanted to continue to participate as much as possible. PE classes went on as close to normal as possible.

PE was over for the day, and our stomachs knew that it was time for lunch. “When we get to the cafeteria, we'll head to the line so I can get our lunches. Once we are situated at the table, I'm going to get the Games hard drive going. I hope you like the collection of games installed,” Tracey told me.

We got to the lunch line, “I smell pizza,” I boasted.

“I smell it too. Hot and bubbly, I guess that's our lunch,” Tracey added. I wasn't going to disagree with my sister on this one. She got lunch going for us and announced, “The table I usually sit at is pretty packed, but they better accept you,” Tracey informed me.

She got us to her regular table, and we started eating. I enjoyed getting to be closer with my twin sister. This is when her friends started to show. The most common phrase was, “Tracey's got a boyfriend.”

Of course, I replied, “I'm her brother!” The good news is that they realized quickly and stopped the tease. Tracey showed that she meant business when she insisted that they accepted me at that table when she paid more attention to our fun time playing a quick round of Doom, which, of course, made the rest jealous.

Finally, it was time to head to the next class. Social studies, American history. “Nap time,” Tracey proudly boasted. We made our way to class, and it was like the rest in terms of how things were set up.

Next bell was a homeroom period where we could study and/or work on homework. Tracey decided that she wanted to take a nap, but I wanted to work on homework. “You can nap at home,” I whispered. We entered the class as I was telling my sister that I wanted to work on homework.

“Oh, all right,” Tracey gave in.

“Ms. Scout, do you mind if I do a bit of math tutoring for my brother,” Tracey asked.

“If you keep it down, I don't mind,” Ms. Scout replied.

With that, she pulled out the Work/Study hard drive and she proceeded to do a bit of math tutoring (knowing how bad I am at math). I think it helped, but it was time to head to the final class for the day, English. “My turn for a nap,” I proudly boasted to my sister.

“If I can't sleep in class, neither can you! Besides, there's a test today,” Tracey responded.

We entered her English class, 7th bell, almost done for the day. I was ready to head home. There was a call over the PA for the class: “Mr. McNeil?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“When Michael and Tracey are done for the day, have them report to the security desk. Their sister will be waiting for them,” was the response.

“They're already in my classroom and they got the message,” Mr. McNeil replied.

With that over, Tracey pulled out the laptop which still had the Work/Study drive in it. “There's a test today,” Tracey told me, again.

Mr. McNeil added, “Do you know where in the book you are?”

“I haven't been to school since Tuesday, so I am behind. Do you still want me to take the test,” I responded.

Turned out that this class was a bit behind as well, so the test was a week old. I took the test with the class, and I would go on to earn a 91 B for it.

Finally, time to head home. As we were informed earlier, we headed to the security desk where Jessica was waiting for us. “I'm going to walk home with you two today,” Jess told us. With that, the three of us checked out for the afternoon and headed home.

We got home, and my sisters helped me to get homework going. I really wanted to get caught up, and both of my sisters were more than willing to help me.

The subject I really struggle in, math, was first on the list. I don't get it: my sisters are great with math, but I'm not so hot. They are great tutors though.

After about an hour, we finished up with math. Time for science, which was more of a breeze. Ditto for social studies. After finishing our homework, we decided to take a nap. I wanted both girls at my side and they didn't mind.

We were quite tired and had a good couple hour nap. We woke up close to dinner time, and by the time we were downstairs, dinner was ready. We had a good dinner, then we went back upstairs and pulled out the Games hard drive. The three of us decided to enjoy a game cooperatively. After enjoying ourselves, we turned on the TV for the news.

There was a bad storm brewing. Both of our parents had the night shifts for work, so it was Jessica's job to take care of Tracey and I.

There was very, very heavy rain coming our way, and we could hear it starting to come down, hard.
Jessica had us change into Pj's, and Tracey assisted me in changing. Soon enough, all three of us were in Pj's and Jessica said, “I'm going to find flashlights. Tracey, do not leave your brother's side.”

Tracey replied, “OK Jess.” With that, my sister transferred me to the bed and had me cuddle up in her arms. Soon, Jessica returned with a flashlight, just as the power failed. Jess proceeded to shut down the laptop, since we didn't know how long this would be. With the power out, the three of us lied on the bed and cuddled. I was starting to enjoy the closeness my sisters offered me. I was growing especially close to Tracey, but I loved Jessica just as much.

“How are your legs feeling,” Tracey asked me.

“They still hurt, but I'm trying to hang in there,” I responded.

“It'll be years before you fully heal,” Jessica added. “Tracey and I will do our best to help you. We know that you're in pain.”

I hugged both of my sisters and we continued to rest there. As the evening drew on, we looked at the time. It was around 9, so we decided to try and sleep, even with the nasty storm and the lack of power.

The next morning, we awoke to learn that Brandon Middle, Centerville Elementary, Tallwood Elementary, and Tallwood High were closed due to the power loss. The three of us had the day off.

Both of our parents were already at work (it's not illegal to close then open the next morning, but it does seem wrong), so we knew we had the house to ourselves. Jessica made us breakfast (dry cereal, since we didn't want to open the fridge) and had to bring it up to us since the lift was broke with the power failure.

Jessica returned to the bedroom with food for all three of us. We had our breakfast, then Jess collected the bowls. She put them into the dishwasher, then returned to the room with Tracey and I. We were bored. There was no school, we were home alone, and there was no power. I was sitting on Tracey's lap and she was hugging me tightly.

“Feel free to take your clothes off,” Jessica said. “We're not going anywhere, and these Pj's are starting to smell.” The girls helped to get my Pj's off, then they took theirs off. We were in the buff. There were no parents around, so my sisters let me have sex with them and the three of us enjoyed it.

For the most part, we just rested there in the bed, mainly hoping power would be restored soon. Finally, power was restored. “I'm going to wash our Pj's, so let me get dressed. I don't care what you two do,” Jessica said. Yep, Tracey and I happily had sex again and Jessica joined in when she returned.