My Stupid Mistake

A.N. I love this chapter, a real Ed/Lu moment. SPOILERS! Anyway the reason I'm getting these out so fast is because I'm sick and stuck at home, so I really had nothing better to do. Enjoy, review (I don't mind constructive criticism) and favourite.

Edmund's P.O.V.

The young lady who rescued me, Lucy, walked out of the room and went upstairs after saying goodnight to me. She seemed to be nice enough but I knew I needed to get out of here. At least it would get her out of trouble but get me in deeper. God, I wish I wouldn't have done what did. I was mad, I didn't think straight and I know I shouldn't be putting this girl in danger. Closing my eyes, all my troubles seemed to disappear. Every one of the good memories came flooding back. I somehow knew I was dreaming because I hadn't experienced life as good as this for a long time in my life.

I awoke with Lucy sitting beside the couch I was lying on and checking the wound. It had closed up on slightly but it wasn't stinging as much as it was last night. She smiled at me when she saw I was awake.

"I hope I didn't wake you? How did you sleep? The wound didn't bother you much, I see." She examined the wound once more before putting a clean bandage on it.

"No. You didn't wake me at all and my wound didn't bother me at all, I forgot about it actually. I had the best sleep I've had in years. Nothing woke me through the night, it was relieving." I got up slowly and put my shirt down to cover the bandage, which I didn't want to look at because I quite queasy.

"Would you like something to eat? You should eat something to get your strength up." Lucy packed everything she hadn't used back into the first aid kit and smiled as she got up.

"Well, I guess it would be nice to have something to eat. I do feel quiet hungry." I went to stand up but I was in pain from the stitches and they felt like they were stretching.

"You really shouldn't be standing, Edmund. The stitches may come out and the wound could bleed more. Just sit and I'll get you some tea and toast and egg." She helped me sit back down and then walked into another room (Probably leading to the kitchen) and I could smell toast cooking and egg boiling and tea being brewed.

She came back with a lap tray that had the tea on the top corner the toast in the middle and the egg on the other top corner.

"Eat up. You'll need it to regain your strength." She handed me the tray and I began to shovel food into my mouth. I really was hungry and had no regard for manners while I was eating. But it was a good thing because Lucy didn't mind; all she did was laugh at the face I made.

When I was finished eating I got up slowly and found my way to the kitchen and dumped my dirty dishes into the sink. Lucy walked in and grabbed my arm.

"What are doing standing up? You should be lying down and resting." She walked me back to the couch. The doorbell rang and Lucy stood up telling me to stay down. She opened the door.

"I'm very sorry to bother you this morning, Ma'am. But we were wondering if you have seen this man." I saw the man hold up a photo. A photo of me. Lucy looked around nervously.

"N- No, I'm sorry; I haven't seen that man before. I'm sorry once again." She shut the door after they wished her a nice day. Lucy turned to me and glared at me.

"Why are they looking for you? What did you do?" She grinded her teeth at me slightly, waiting for me to answer her.

"I told you, I done things you don't want to know about. If you know what's best for you, you'll try to keep to your own business." I didn't realise how stern my voice sounded till I said the words.

"Is that a threat, Edmund?" She looked at me both shocked and scared. I stood up again and walked up to her and stopped at in front of her closely.

"No, it's a friendly warning because I don't wish for you to get hurt. Not after you've treated my wound." I smiled at her and she smiled at me slightly, still a little scared I thought."