INTRODUCTION- waking up...again.
I lay in Edwards arms. I love being here, my head rests on his chest I can feel it move up and down in deep breaths. A smile graces my lips for just a second as I let reality rush back into my mind. The warmth of his arm and the fact that he is breathing will not bring a tear to my eye not this time, every time I wake there is so much pain, I open my eyes slowly they feel heavy and all I see is grey. Edward's tshirt and his soft throusers.
"I knew you would wake up today." I hear a smile in his voice. I'm glad I woke up today, it's been far to long.
"So did I." I joke and turn my head slightly to look up at him, I bite my lip amused, he had a little bit of hair growing around his chin and upper lip, he looked just odd.
"That look your giving me, its the hair isn't it." He chuckles his eyes sparkle with happiness, my eyes scrunch together with my effort of staying silent of laughter. "They won't give me a razor." He huffs.
"Welcome to the unnessicerily club hairy." I slip my hand up to his cheek to run over his pale shin, it heats red at my fingers touch.
"At least I've been able to shower." I gasp at him and sit away, he groans. "Bella come on its too early for you to feel self conscious." I stare down, my hand has a plaster on it. Edward sits up next to me and takes another plaster from the bedtable beside us along up an antiseptic wipe. This is the worst part, his capable hands slid out my IV, I cringe watching the needle leave my inner elbow. "That idiot nurse tired to put it in your hand again on the first day, I hope you didn't feel a sharp pain in your hand." I did of course. "He turned the light off too, on the second day, I bet you just felt so alone, in the dark, I was at my appointment" his hushed voice gives me reassurance for what I had endured durning the time.
"What else?" I look up to his sad eyes.
"On the third day," he gives a little smile" I was reading you this really cheesy love story and you punched the book, you hurt your nuckles." I bet in the story he was confessing love before I punched him. " Friday, the fourth day, your IV got disconnected, I was asleep, I'm so sorry you must have been so uncomfortable, like starving from the inside," he sighs. "that sweaty guy laid on top of you the next day, sorry." Ugh, just the thought of someone else's sweat on me was disgusting. He silent.
"Does that make today Sunday." He shakes his head.
"I kissed you on Sunday." The world freezes around us. " I just missed you so much." His fingers entwine with mine."Sorry."
Uncontrollably, I scoff, extremely loudly. His expression looks a little hurt. "A little kiss?" He nods. " interpreted as mind blowing sex." I blurt this because how could all be have done is just one little kiss. Edwards big green eyes are so shocked.
"In your... We had..." His breath is uneven. Oops. I hold Edwards hand tight in reassurance. And he's once again relaxed. "So mind blowing?" I giggle.
"So it's Monday then." He looks at me but nods. "Wow I missed so much." Ironic really when it felt like years.