Both Jeremiah and Conrad had been surprised when I came back with Taylor, arm in arm. We had been reminicing about old times and we were laughing hysterically when we walked in. Jeremiah just stared at us, shocked. Conrad looked mildly surprised but eventually just shrugged and moved on. Jeremiah continued to stare at us. I could tell he was thinking how I had fogaven her so fast and easily and was still cold towards him. For once, I didn't care. I had decided on the beach that this was going to be MY summer. The one were I made everything make sense.
It happened the next day. I was utterly exahusted, having just spent the last couple hours jogging up and down the beach. Taylor had made me go, she had fed me some crap about keeping fit so I could attract some boys without the last name Fisher. I went because I was still a little worried about her pregnant commet the day before.
Taylor, damn her, actually enjoyed it. She was sweating and panting just as hard as I was, but she had a bright smile on her face to. Once we had gotton back the house, I told her I needed a shower to live. She shrugged and told me that she'd see me back at the house later. She said she wanted to go to the beach. When I asked her why on earth she would want to spend a second more in this heat, she replied with a annoyingly cheerful, "Are you kidding? My body is literally glistening with sweat right now, you know how hot I look?" When I gave her a do-you-need-to-be-comitted-look, she just smiled and said that I looked even hotter.
After we parted ways, I walked into the house slowly, thinking I could probably pass out right here on the front porch. As soon as I felt the air-conditioner hit my face, I felt a million times better. I almost smiled. I walked grugingly up the steps to my room where I promptly collapsed on my bed. I laid there for a few minutes before I realized I was crazy thirsty. I sighed as I slid off my comfy bed. Since I had seen no onw when I came in, I figured everyone was out and about doing thier own thing. I stripped down to my plain black boy shorts and black sports bra before I headed back down the stairs to the kitchen.
I had just rounded the corner when I saw Conrad standing in the kitchen. He had his back turned to me so I quietly tried to backstep back towards the stairs before he could turn around and catch me in my indecency. "Freeze." He called out, actually causing me to freeze. He turned around smiling and then his smile faultered when he saw me. He gave me a contemplating look while he shook his head. "Really?" He asked me simply. I was relieved that he didn't sound mad or embarassed. He seemed like he was kind of amused for some odd reason. "March back up stairs, soldier." Yup, he was definetly amused. I didn't even have enough pride in me to shot him a glare, I just marched back up the stairs like he told me as fast as I could.
When I got to the bathroom I shut the door behind me and just stood there. I took a deep breath and just thought over what had just happened. Conrad had seen me in my underwear. And my stomach was literally glistening with seat. Oh god, I had just remembered what Taylor had said. My body is literally glistening with sweat right now, you know how hot I look? But you Belly, you look even hotter. I didn't know whether to feel prideful or embarassed. I finally decided on both.
I turned the water on and stripped my clothes. I just stood there a moment letting the scolding water heal my aches and I heard Conrad coming up the stairs, I thought he was going to come and yell at me for taking such a long shower. Just as I was about to turn the water off, I sliped on the bar of soap I had dropped earlier but was too lazy to pick up. My ankle twisted in a wrong way and I hit my head hard on the edge of the tub. "Crap!" I cursed loudly. There was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Belly, are you okay in there?" Conrad called from the other side of the door. This time I cursed silently to myself. I tried to get up from the tub floor but my ankle screamed in protest and I was starting to get dizzy. Double crap.
"Just come in here for a sececond, would ya?" I called to him as loud as I could. I could almost feel the hesitation and confusion radiating from the other side of the door. But finally, I heard the door open.
"Belly? What the heck happened?" He asked after he entered the small bathroom. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I think. Just, uh, turn of the water and hand me one of those towels, please." Without even a word of question, he did what I asked him to. His hand just barely peeking into the curtain when he was turning off the water and handing me the towel. I tried to wrap the towel around myself but I couldn't get it around my back since I was laying down. I tried to stand up to tie the towel around me, but I only ended up crying out in pain.
"Belly! Damnit, are you okay?" His hand hovered around the curtain like he was debating whether or not to open it. I quickly draped the towel over my body before he could yank the curtain aside. When he did, he fell silent. "Did you, did you fall in the shower?" He asked incrediously.
"No, I just got tired and decided to take a little nap! Of course I fell! I can't get up though, I think I broke my ankle, and my head is throbbing." He just stared at me for a moment, and then suddenly, he burst out laughing. If I could have reached him, I would have hit him. This was so not funny. "Are you done?" I asked impatiently.
"I'm sorry." He gasped. "It's just, it hasn't even been a hour and you've managed to put us in another extremely akward situation." He finally stopped laughing. I continued to glare at him, but he just smiled. "So, what's the plan?"
"I don't know. I can't get the towel around to my back side, so you can't really help me out of here if I'm going to be naked." With a perfectly straight face, he asked my why not. "Because, it would be really inappropiate!" I whispered angrily. "And unwanted!" I added.
"Okay, Mrs. Touchy. Why don't I just help you put the towel on?" He asked, moving towards me.
"No, no, no! Conrad, no! Don't even think about it." Before I knew it, he had knelt town by the edge of the tub and reached out for me. I started to hit him, to try to swat him away.
"Okay, we both know that your girlish fists of fury will not stop me from helping you. Now, if you stop hitting me, I garantee I won't try anything while I'm down there." I stopped hitting him. He smiled. "That a girl." His hands grabbed the towel and stretched it towards my back. He was doing his best, but he just couldn't life me up with one hand and stretch the towel with the other. "Okay, I'm going to close my eyes. I'll close my eyes and help you stand. And then, you can put the towel on while I hold you up." I nodded even though I didn't really want to. What choice did I have? I made sure he had his eyes closed before I made any attempt to get up. He helped me silently stand, and I made sure his eyes were closed the whole time. I put all my weight on my left foot and tried to block out the pain coming from my head and right my eyes on him, I wrapped the towel around me. It suddenly hit me what exactly was happening. I was naked, and Conrad was literally right in front of me. One move and I could change everything.
"You can open your eyes now, Conrad." I told him quietly. He opened only one eye at first, making sure I wasn't lying. He smiled.
"Okay, um, I guess I have to carry you to your room." He held out his hands for me. I took one and he wrapped the other one around my waist to help me over the ledge of the tub. After he made sure I was steady, he wrapped his hands around em and picked me up easily. He careully turned to make it out the bathroom door and easily walked me over to my bedroom and then to my bed. He set me down gently in an upright position on the edge of my bed. "Do you need to go to the doctor?" He asked me worriedly.
"No, I'm perfectly fine, thank you. " He looked at me, unconvinced.
"If you're so fine, why don't you try to stand up." I glared at him and did what he said. My ankle immediantly gave way and I fell back on the bed, making my head hurt even more if that was possible. I didn't even look up at him.
"Just go get me some clothes, dammit." I murmered. I could just hear his laugh as he walked over to my dresser. Well, wasn't this turning out to be a wondeful day?