Pain

Chapter 7

I am not gonna lie that the next week was alright. It was painful.

I was being attended to by a middle aged male nurse who was not around most of the time. My pain meds decided to take a vacation inside my body rather than actually do their job. I had an itch on my back that I couldn't reach and trying was even more painful. There was silence, complete and utter silence and it was very irritating. Dad and mum visited me often almost twice each day. I tried getting mum to know I was fine but even I couldn’t believe myself. Today, however was an exception and yesterday as well. No one came to see me today.

At one point I think I got some kind of infection, some post operation occurrence, I think she said. And a week has passed but no one has dared to tell me what happened. The police officer or should I call him Felix’s dad keeps coming back with the same questions but never answers mine. I have not seen Felix around me during the day. But every night a hand holds mine firm and warmly and no matter how much I don’t want to accept it. It gives me a deep sense of comfort and tranquility that I so desperately need, yet it was not enough.

The moment my eyes opened from yet another medically induced sleep, I took off the mask. Taking in a deep breath I sat up as gently as I could, fighting off the pain as it came. I fumbled with the tubes on my wrist and managed to pull them out as gently as I could.

Then swung my legs to the side of the bed and for the first time in my life, I was scared to stand up. It has been God knows how long since I had been on my two feet and I wasn’t sure how I was gonna work it out.

How far would I get before crushing in a heap of my own misery? Then again, I like to think I am made of stronger stuff.

With that positive thought, it was show time.

Bringing my knees to the floor, I got on all fours and slowly crawled to the door. The white hospital gown rode up by legs reaching only below my butt and I knew for a fact that I had on nothing underneath this hospital gown. Nothing covering my bare skin. Much to my utter discomfort I was butt naked in this hospital gown. I did thank the heavens that there was no opening at all to reveal my Eve’s suit.

My abdomen started stinging with a slight pain and I winced with each movement until I rested my back adjacent to the door to catch my breath. The door opened with a familiar muscular broad frame carrying a tray in his hands. Usually it was the nurse who brought me food. He might not be around again. This time I wasn't complaining through.

The past few days had had me thinking. Unfortunately those thoughts are to uncensored for me to disclose to any one, especially since they are delusional.

My eyes wandered down the broad clothed back of Felix as he walked into the room with the tray of what I assume to be my first meal of the day, at 12 o clock in the afternoon. He was wearing some dark blue jeans that really did something to that ass of his. Something very articulate. His muscles flexed as he looked at the empty bed that graced his presence and from all the way back here, I could see his jaw clench in annoyance. My heart just thumped a little stronger from that alone.

Mr tall hot and sexy stopped dead in his tracks and the tray in his hands crushed to the floor with the miserable contents of carrots and peas. I groaned at the sight of the food in disappointment. Was this all I could have? Really? I know I am sick but any better food should be served. His muscles tensed underneath the black tank top he was wearing and I could not help but first drool over his hotness before announcing my presence.

“Good morning to you too.” I said. But still my voice was hoarse not too soft so it came out as a reasonably high whisper. I winced in embarrassment. Way to sound sexy, Crystal!

He turned around in a snap. I wondered if his axis and atlas bones felt the impact of the sharp turn. Ouch!

“What are you doing there?” he asked in a shocked yet somewhat relieved tone. My insides bubbled at the thought of his concern for me.

Ugh. Having a crush is painful!.

“Well as much as it would be nice to have given you a scare, I wanted to get out for a bit.” I answered honestly, “I have no idea what day it is and it is killing me laying all day in pain.” I stressed out dramatically begging him silently with my eyes to hear me.

“So you like to move out all day still in pain.” He said sarcasm evident in his voice. He looked at me clearly visibly irritated by my behavior. Again I winced, this time in shame. Of course he wouldn't like me like that. I am a girl who was stabbed and some how colonized his house and his daily routine. Why would I think some night hand holding would mean anything?

“I really do appreciate what you and your dad are doing for me. Thank you. Thank you very much, “I said, hearing the defeat in my own tone, “but I really want to go home, please.” Look at me getting emotional at such a stupid little thing.

He looked at me his eyes filled with so much panic that quickly morphed itself into void of emotion. Just great, I am now seeing things.

“I know you are not fond of me so you should be quite happy that I want to leave,” I breathed out. My chest filling a little bit heavier than it was before.Wow I guess that mask is much more important than I thought.

Felix looked at me like he wanted to bury me alive before he sighed in frustration. He walked over to me placing one hand on my back and crouching down to place the other one under my bare knees and lifting me up ever so gently. His hands roamed by back leaving tingles in their wake until he had me secure in his arms. I bit back a moan-filled sigh at the pleasure that brought me. I could leave without oxygen if it meant staying like this.

“You are getting light headed.” he told me.

I hummed in agreement and snuggled deeper getting as much of his warmth as I could before he left again.

Gently he placed me back on the bed and placed the mask back on my face. My chest lightened once more at the entry of the oxygen. I opened my eyes better and looked at Felix, not surprisingly his were already on mine. They flashed with indecision as he looked at me and suddenly all the tingles were forgotten and my sanity returned.

“What is it that you aren’t telling me?” I asked him as he stood to his height, “why can’t I go home? What happened to me exactly?”

He placed the mask on me just as I asked the last question,

“Why are you taking care of me ?”

He sighed again and lowered himself in the chair next to me. I wasn't any one important apart from the girl with the project on culture.

“Get some rest will you?” he told me, ‘and please don’t try this again. I will get the nurse to reconnect your tubes.”

He marched out still not answering my questions.

I had to get better and soon. I need some answers.

I had a glass of milk and some cookies for breakfast. Felix brought it in and left again not leaving a chance for me to ask again.

The silence in the room was agitating at this point I wanted Jordan to come see me at least, he was always amusing but no one did. I stared at the closed door for the entire day waiting.