"One more big deep breath Matt." I bit at my thumb on my right hand and watched my brother inhale deeply. He closed his eyes and exhaled softly. "Very good. The lung is sounding so much better. Nice job…" Matt smirked re-buttoning the black long sleeved collar shirt looking down. The doctor went to his mobile computer and typed up some things. "I say…I don't think we have anything else for you. I know the nurse went through the discharge papers with you. I have a long list on medications you're going to need to be taking, but were going to send you home with a four day supply. You have a doctor's appointment with me on 17th and if need to, we'll readjust your pills." I stifled a yawn and watched the nurse and the doctor help my brother off his bed. They quickly set him in a wheelchair and I stood up from my seat walking behind the chair. I grabbed the handles, not before I set my bag on Matt's lap. He held around it, with one hand, while the other reached back and laced our fingers together. "I know because of your health before entering the hospital, you're going to have an easy time recovering, if not…" I watched the nurse put at least ten bottles of pills in my brothers duffle bag I brought for him, and carefully set it on his lap, on top of mine. "Your pain killers are narcotics. So they'll kick your ass, but they'll help." Matt nodded again and I slowly pushed my brother out, after the nurse and doctor. "Mr. and Mrs. Diamond! Perfect timing!" I smiled big up at my best friends parents, who since Matts accident and my parents…dying, they have been there every day, for everything. They were like my aunt and uncle. I was so grateful for them, and even more so when James's dad who I always called Mr. Frank, came up beside me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my head. I leaned back into him, still pushing my brothers wheelchair and watched James's mom, Alicia, set a hand on Matt's forehead. "Not that I don't think Miss Emma can handle her brother…he's a big guy and she is not." They all laughed around me, and I smiled too. But the only reason I was happy was we were finally going to be able to go home. Part of me didn't want it. But my bed was calling my name and the lawyer handling my parents will needed us to be at the house to sign over all their possessions to us. Yeah, that wasn't a heart breaking conversation. The lawyer came to my brother's room at the hospital and read our parents will. Their cars, the house, their possessions, and 200,000 dollars, to be split between us, went to us. And as soon as both of us signed our names, our parents' names were off everything they worked for, they built. There were 100% completely gone.
"Here sweetheart." I glanced up and was surprised to see I was in front of Mr. Frank's big truck. I pondered how I got here from the 7th floor in the hospital, but pushed past it seeing my brother giving me a weird look. I felt Mr. Frank push me towards the open passenger side door in the back and gratefully slid in as my Aunt wheeled my brother over to the other side. I watched as a nurse helped Mr. Frank lift my brother and slide him into the truck next to me. I took his hand as soon as the door shut on his side, and he squeezed it putting his head back. "Okay…were gonna drop you kids off and then were going to go pick up your prescriptions." I looked up to the front and watched Mr. Frank put the key in the ignition and drive away slowly. I sighed out, feeling, suddenly, very exhausted. I looked out my window and couldn't believe it was already fall and there were red and orange trees everywhere. Soon enough it would be Thanksgiving and it would be the first holiday without my parents. I wasn't looking forward to it.
I stayed quiet, still holding my brothers hand and listened to Mr. Frank talk with my brother about the new NFL season. If I wasn't tired before now I knew I was going to nap when I got home. But when we pulled down our street I remembered a conversation I had with Alicia. We had planned a surprise homecoming for my brother. Nothing too big. Just some of his old high school friends and a hand full of mine. And when I only saw Kendall's green Jeep I felt butterflies flutter up from my stomach to my heart. If I didn't know it before, I do now. I was in love with him. And I just wished when the time came and I told him that, he'd tell me it back. "Kendall is here?"
"Yeah he was helping James out with getting the house ready for you." Matt looked up at Frank who smirked but pulled his truck up right next to Kendall's jeep. "It is crutches proof. Minus the stairs, but we moved your room down to the spare room downstairs." Matt smiled big and squeezed my hand hard before letting it go. He pushed open his door and so did I. As I stepped out a gust of wind came through and whipped my hair in my face. I quickly pushed it away and looked behind me at Matt. He was on his crutches while Frank grabbed both our bags. I shut my door and very gratefully let Alicia take my hand. We followed slowly behind Frank and Matt. Matt wasn't groaning or moaning but he was a lot slower than he has been. Frank simply set his hand on his back and told him he was doing well. When we got up to the door, Frank stepped up first and glanced over Matt's head to me and his wife. He winked and cleared his throat. "Alright big guy…I'll go in first." Frank pushed open the door and stepped in. He flipped on the light by the door and as soon as Matt stepped in, a couple dozen people shouted welcome home making Matt pause. I went to his side fast and looked to his face. He was crying. I quickly hugged around him as best as I could and wiped at his face.
"Wow…" He looked down shaking his head and slowly walked in.
"Welcome home man." I watched James appear holding a bottle of beer and a water bottle. He raised the beer to Matt who took it and drank half of it. I gave James a mean stare but he brushed it away. "I got the grill going. How do you want your stake?"
"Bloody and still mooing." I shook my head at my brother who handed the beer back to James and glanced around. "Let me guess…you two?" He turned to Alicia and I and I laughed pulling off my sweater.
"Mostly her. I just gave her phone numbers." Matt laughed walking in slowly into the living room and said hello to a few of his buddies. I walked up to James and grabbed the bottle of water from him. He frowned but I ignored him drinking some. When I lowered it, I scanned the living room, not seeing the blonde hair guy I liked to call mine and looked to James. "Is Kendall out back?" He yanked the bottle from my hands and shook his head pointing behind me.
"You're room. He has a surprise for you." I blushed but nodded walking to my brother. I reached out to give him a kiss on the cheek but when a girl, who I probably knew better than my brother walked up to him I stopped short. Matt stood up a little taller and they both froze staring at each other. It was his ex. The one he left to join the Army. I turned, walking up the stairs not wanting to watch that yuck fest, and headed straight for my room.
I gently pushed open the half way closed door and stepped in smiling small. Lying on his stomach, arms tucked under the pillow was Kendall. He was shirtless and only in a pair of black sweats. I kicked my shoes off quietly, after I shut and locked my bedroom door and walked to the bed, carefully getting on. As soon as my weight went on the bed he raised his head, blinked a couple times and then shot up. I laughed and glanced around my room curiously looking for a gift. "So…you sound asleep in my bed. That's my surprise?" He laughed and I very willingly let him pull me into him. He kissed my neck before pushing back and lying down again, except this time he went to my nightstand. He grabbed a large drawing pad form the top and sat back. I quickly sat between his open legs, crossing my own. I put my hand sin my lap and watched him thumb through the pad.
"I drew something for you. From a picture I took." I frowned and watched him pull out his phone. When he found the page his was looking for, he folded the pad back and turned it to me. There was no explanation needed for the drawing. It was a beautiful drawn picture of my parents. My mom was being held by my dad who had one hand on her face, the other around her body. They were looking at each other, leaning into kiss. Even before he turned his phone to me, to show a picture of my family and friends, taken the Sunday before their accident, I knew that's what it was. I grabbed the pad and looked down, gently tracing over the pencil marks outlining my parents. "I don't know what it's like to lose a parent. But from what I saw of them…what I heard of them…I just figured this picture captured them perfectly. Happy and in love. And I hope it helps you remember them as that. I hope it helps you heal knowing they were happy and probably very proud of you." I quickly wiped my face so the tear wouldn't fall on the paper ruining it. I set the pad to the side and scooted closer to Kendall. His arms wrapped around my back and I set mine on his shoulders.
"Thank you." He smiled small looking down between our bodies. I did too, swallowing hard, seeing him shirtless for the very first time. He wasn't as big as James or Logan, but you could see muscle definition and the few tattoos' he had on his chest and upper arms. I looked back up and smirked leaning in. I kissed him softly, once, before pulling away from him completely and scooted up to the top of my bed. I set his notepad on the nightstand again and lay back sighing out. He raised his legs and bent them at the knees, wrapping around his knees looking down at me. "Lay down with me?" He didn't hesitate to move his body down next to mine and when he sat up on his side, resting on his elbow I turned to and rose on mine too. I leaned into him a little kissed him again. This time, one of his hands rested on the side of my face, pulling me closer to him. I set my hands on his chest as I laid back and he turned to hover over me. He was really sloppy with his kiss. He was kissing on my mouth, in it, and around it. I wasn't complaining because he laid on top of me, putting one leg between mine and when he did the weight of his leg pushed up into my center. I don't know how or why but the making out I was very willing to do, was becoming a little heated. I was okay with it.
I turned my head away from him and put both my hands on his head running my hands through his hair. His kisses moved down my neck and I closed my eyes remembering the very first time Logan and I got super physical. We were in his car and he got me on my back. He sucked on my neck and eventually got my top and bra off. He sucked on my nipples causing me to moan out loudly. And then he put his hand down my pants and a couple of his fingers rubbed over my clit and one pushed inside me. I loved it. I know now, I probably gave him all the signs in the world that I wanted to have sex with him. But I honestly didn't. I wasn't ready. I just liked being fingered I guess. And Kendall's hands were a little bigger than Logan's. I would say I could only imagine what they could do to me, how they could make me feel, but as I turned my head back to Kendall I saw him sitting up on his knees, pushing my shirt up on my body I realized I wasn't going to need to wonder. I sat up fast and tore the shirt off and laid back quick. He set his hands outside my body and looked me up and down. He shook his head before leaning back down into me, attaching our lips together. I put my hands on his sides and tensed ever so slightly feeling his hands move up to my breast. He palmed over my padded black bra both of us moaning in sync. I lowered my hands as Kendall's moved to my back. I sat up on my elbows, never moving my mouth from his. His hands sort of rubbed over my back and it felt good but when the movements became a little more erratic I frowned, pulling back. His face was red. He was breathing hard. I smirked at him as I laid back and he sighed out. "Were the hell is the clasp for your bra?" I laughed putting my hands on his face and pecked at his lips. I grabbed both his hands and moved them slowly to the front of my body where my breasts were. I looked down as his fingers finally touched a small little clasp. I let his hands go and put them back outside my body. I raised one leg and rested it against his body. When I felt my boobs get free from the prison holding them up and in, I looked down. Kendall's hands quickly went over each breast making me close my eyes. I set my hands on his and gently rubbed up from his hands to his biceps. There was a soft sweet kiss to my left breast and then his mouth was gone. I opened my eyes and watched him gently grab my hips, and resituate me so he could put both legs in between mine. When he was comfortable, one hand rubbed up from the top of my black jeans to my right breast. He rolled my nipple in between two fingers earning a moan from me and making me arch my back. I reached out and touched his face, pulling it as best I could towards me. He was a half an inch from my mouth when his other hand went to my jeans. I swallowed hard and watched him raise his other hand, releasing my boob and put it by my head. He kissed me, and I eagerly kissed back but he pulled away slightly. "Am I going too fast?" The button on my jeans came undone and I bit my bottom lip. I lowered one of my hands and set it on top of his on my zipper. He stopped moving completely but I smiled and helped him pull it don the rest of the way. I could tell he was hesitant. I didn't blame him. But I most definitely wanted this. I guided his hand into my jeans, and under my underwear. Before I had time to say anything his middle finger gently, so very gently brushed against my clit. I turned my head groaning and he moved in, kissing my neck softly. I continued to move his hand though, until he caught on to where I wanted it to go. Without a word spoken one finger traced down my opening before slipping inside me. I squeezed my eyes shut hard and moved both my hands to his neck, where I held him gently. There was a kiss to my temple and I opened my eyes, moaning as he pulled out his finger and pushed it in. Just as I felt his warm mouth around my left nipple there were sharp knocks to my door. Kendall pushed off me and I shot up putting my bra back on.
"Emma?" I groaned quietly hearing James and slid off my bed as Kendall handed me my shirt. "You and Kendall gonna stay in your locked room all night?" I blushed watching Kendall pull on a black shirt. I looked down his torso and bit my bottom lip again seeing the V-line leading into his sweat pants. I looked away just as he pulled his shirt on and turned to my door. "Dude…there's food ready. And your brother is about two second from climbing the stairs to murder Kendall." I laughed taking a few steps toward the door but stopped when Kendall got in front of me. I frowned and he quickly wiped at my neck and face. I probably had kisses all over me still. I laughed and got on tippy toes kissing him. When I went around him, one of his hands rested on my ass, and kept it there as I pulled my door open. James was leaning against the frame smiling big holding up a plate of dead animal meat. I gagged walking by but turned to see Kendall take it. His face was flushed. He looked out of breath. All because of me.
And all because of him, for a minute I forgot where I was, what had happened, and what sadness felt like. It wasn't until I got downstairs to see a bunch of people and my brother, all making small talk I remembered something. My life was in pieces. And no matter how perfect Kendall was, it didn't change the past or how I felt.