Chapter 134

He slept through the night and woke up for breakfast with a couple more questions but he just seemed exhausted so he slept a little more.

His ankle that had been broken was in an air cast and he was not to put any weight on it. Next to the bed were two crutches for him, but I doubt he would use them.

Mark and Nathan volunteered to stay and help around the house. I just rolled my eyes happily but, since they were here we cleaned the house. Nathan tidied the front yard while me and Mark cleaned indoors. It was fun for the most part, we listened to music and danced, well I danced and they just stood there awkwardly.

We swept and dusted, I sneezed a lot, apparently Raph has like never dusted, ever. Mark volunteered to clean the kitchen while I mopped and vacuumed the floors. Overall it was fun, but I was exhausted afterwards and collapsed on the couch in our room. We had a big house.

A few seconds later I heard a thud and then an, "Ow."

I stood up and ran to our bed, "Raph what are you doing?"

He'd fallen off the bed and was lying on his stomach trying to turn himself over, "Trying to stand up."

"Oh, honey you can't do that."

"You think?"

I twisted my lips and sighed, "Come on." I tried to roll him over but I was really not that strong and he kept saying 'ow.'

"Okay, wait one second." I carefully set his head down on the floor and he raised it the next second, "I can move my neck."

"Mmhmm." I nodded and ran to the door, "Mark, Nathan, one of you! I need some help in here please!"

I walked back to Raph and saw that he was trying to sit up, I helped him and saw just how angry he was with himself. I kissed his head while we waited for Mark who burst into the room within the next couple seconds.

"What? What is it?" He asked frantically.

"We're over here!" I called.

He walked over and saw our predicament, "Oh, uh… what happened?"

"We weren't having sex if that's what you're thinking." Raph snapped angrily.

My eyes widened and I looked at him horrified he'd say something like that.

Mark turned beet red and took a step back, "No, I-"

I was blushing myself and taking a breath to calm myself I said, "He tried to stand."

Mark scratched his neck, "So…?"

"Could you please help?" I said.

"Oh, yeah okay."

After Mark had helped to sit Raph back on the bed I sat with him and tried to make sense of all the paperwork that Raph was supposed to deal with.

He was awake next to me, but barely.

When evening rolled in I went into our closet and grabbed a new pair of his pjs. I came out and was going to help him into them when he snapped at me.

"I can do it myself." He reached and snatched the clothes from my hands.

I looked at him hurt, a hurt that quickly changed to anger.

"Can you now? Okay then, why don't I go shopping tomorrow, hm? I can leave you here all day and let you cook and clean for yourself, because you can do that all with your broken ankle and ribs." I turned and headed into the closet to change.

"Brooke, I'm sorry." He called.

I pouted angrily, 'Probably couldn't get his pyjamas on and needs my help. Well I won't help him.' Even though I would probably help him in the end I just wanted to be mad for a couple seconds.

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Raphael sat on his bed angry at himself, angry with his body, he just felt angry.

He had even snapped at his mate. How could he do that? He felt awful and wished she would come back. He couldn't get his pyjamas on, he could get his shirt on but his pants would be a problem.

He looked excitedly when he heard her coming out of the closet. She looked adorable in her sweatpants and oversized matching sweater.

"I have fat shoulders." She said pouting, rolling her shoulders to make her point.

He looked at her, it was amazing how quickly she could go from angry to a completely different emotion, "You do not have fat shoulders, love."

"But I do, see, look at the rolls."

He laughed, "Honey, I love every inch of your body, especially your shoulders."

She pouted, "But look at my thighs, they're so fat that my sweatpants even cling to them, sweatpants are supposed to be baggy and not clingy."

He shook his head and smiled softly, "Honey, they only look that way when you bend your knees."

"Uh huh." She nodded, "But my sisters are both ladies small." She said as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hmm, well, I love your body, doesn't that matter?" He asked

"Yes." She said.

"And honey, don't compare your body to others please, because I love your body and everyone else's just look weird and ugly compared to you."

He watched as Brooke tried to hide a smile, "Okay."

After getting changed from his old pjs to his new ones she laid down on her side of the bed.

He wanted to hold her but rolling over was difficult with his healing ribs. He reached his arm out to touch her shoulder and she turned over.

She looked so beautiful, "Yes?" She asked.

"Could you come a little closer?"

She smiled, "I was hoping you'd ask." And she scooted over to his side nuzzling her head into his shoulder.

He chuckled softly, "Why didn't you just move over sooner then?"

"Because I was waiting for you to ask." She said and raised her head to kiss him.

"Goodnight." He said.

"Goodnight, love you."