A/N: So sorry for the delay!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Stephenie's wolves.
Rob's car was blindsided by another car that ran a red light. They were on their way to the dance after eating dinner. Katie received most of the damage since the other car smashed into the passenger side of Rob's car. Rob only had a cut above his eye and received fourteen stitches.
Katie looked so broken and pathetic. Her small, thin body was covered up with blankets, but the exposed skin showed the beating she received in the crash. Her right cheek and eye were bruised from being crushed, her right arm was in a cast because it was broken at the wrist, and her right knee was in a sling because it was sprained. Even though I knew she would be ok, it was hard not to tear up from the sight. A thousand memories of Katie and me flashed through my mind.
My mom said that Katie's body went into shock from the pain and she passed out. Rob thought she was dead. There was a lot of blood, but it was mostly his own blood from the gash on his eyebrow. Head wounds are gruesome like that. It sounds like Rob totally freaked out and had to be sedated when the EMT showed up. After fixing Katie up and placing her in a room Rob refused to leave her side. That's where I found him, clutching Katie's unbroken hand with dried-up tear stains on his face.
"Hey," I said and sat down next to Rob. He was staring at Katie with a blank look on his face. He didn't reply. I placed my hand on his shoulder to try to comfort him.
"You know she's going to be ok, right?" I said softly.
"I thought she was dead," Rob whispered, not looking away from Katie.
"But she's not. We're just waiting for her to wake up. She's on a lot of pain relievers."
"Yeah, the doctor said she's in too much pain to wake up right now." There was a quiver in Rob's voice. "It's my fault," he squeaked out.
"No," I said sternly, "It's the asshole that ran the red light. If anything you saved her by acting smart and calling for help so quickly."
"Smart," Rob scoffed. "I freaked out."
"You're her hero."
"She's going to hate me when she wakes up."
"No, she's not. She really likes you, you know." I finally got Rob's attention. He looked at me like he wasn't sure he believed me.
"She does?" He asked with a small smile. I could see his hand grip Katie's hand tighter.
"You know she does. She wouldn't be hanging out with you for this long if she didn't. She's going to be glad to see you here when she wakes up. She's probably worried about you too."
Rob nodded and gave Katie his full attention again. I patted him on the shoulder and giggled a little. It was funny consoling an eighteen year old man when it was my sister who was lying all broken in a hospital bed. But that's what Quil was for. He was my comfort. So I went to seek him out.
I found Quil, my mom, and Aunt Emily sitting in the waiting area, down the hall from Katie's room. Their conversation halted when I walked in the room.
"Is she awake?" My mom asked. She looked really tired and I could tell all the worrying was draining her energy. I knew she would be sleeping very much until Katie was awake.
"Not yet, but I'm sure Rob will let you know the minute she does," I said with a smile.
"He's so sweet," Mom smiled back.
"Quil do you mind taking me home so I can shower and change?" I said, sweeping my hand over my body. I still had my dress on and all the make up Katie put on me hours ago.
Quil nodded and in a fluid movement lifted himself off the chair that was too small for him. After not seeing him for a few days I seemed to have forgotten how graceful he was. I may have stared as he walked towards me.
"Honey, why don't you just stay home and rest? You've had a long day." My mom suggested. When I gave her a look like I wanted to object she continued. "Katie will be fine, she's just sleeping. Go get some rest. I'm going to stay here. And I'm sure Rob will stay too."
"Quil will stay with you," Emily added with a small grin. I saw Quil's head snap in her direction and he gave her a narrow-eyed look.
Great. He's still mad at me.
Before I could tell Quil it wasn't necessary, he grabbed my hand and said "Let's go." I gave my mom and Aunt Emily a small wave and let Quil drag me out of the hospital.
The car ride home was brutal. Quil was very quiet and I had all sorts of questions for him, but I was too tired to ask any. There was only one thing I wanted to say and I needed to say it before Quil left me for another few days.
"I miss you."
Quil let out a long sigh, grabbed my hand, and kissed my knuckles. "I miss you too."
"No, Jason. It's ok. I'll be fine," I said into the phone. I made sure to call Jason as soon as I got home to let him know what had happened. It sounded like Karla told him most of it. Quil had informed Karla before he had her retrieve me from the bedroom at Marshal's house.
Quil and I were in my kitchen. As usual, Quil rummaged through the fridge.
"Are you sure? You don't want to be alone in the house all night, do you?" Jason asked on the other end of the phone line. I glanced over to Quil and caught him in mid-eye-roll. He could easily hear Jason through the phone. Damn wolf ears.
I looked at Quil when I answered Jason. "Yeah, I'm sure. And I won't be alone. Quil's here too," I replied. The other end of the phone line was quiet. There was a slight, smug smile on Quil's face.
I heard Jason take in air and let out a long sigh. "Yeah, ok. See ya." And then he hung up.
"Great," I groaned. Quil's smug smile got bigger.
"Shut up." I scolded. "Now he's pissed."
"'Bout what?" Quil asked between bites of cold pizza.
"Probably because you're here and not him," I answered honestly.
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No," I said quickly.
Quil only shrugged in response. I decided to let it drop. I didn't feel like getting into a Jason conversation with Quil again. And I didn't want him to ask what was going on with Jason and me in the bedroom at Marshal's house.
"Oh shoot, Karla!" I picked up my phone and called Karla to let her know Rob and Katie were going to be fine. After talking to Karla, it seemed it would've been too complicated to continue with the lie telling her mom she was spending the night at my house when she was actually staying at Marshal's house. Karla's parents quickly found out what happened to Katie. Karla ended up going home soon after I left the party.
"Karla went to the dance with Marshal?" Quil asked after I hung up. He obviously overheard my conversation with Karla.
"Yeah."
"She was going to spend the night with him?" Quil asked with a disapproving look.
"She wasn't sure," I replied. I didn't want to talk about it with Quil. It felt like I was betraying Karla's trust.
"Were you planning on spending the night?" Quil asked quietly.
I let out a sigh and felt my body deflate. I was tired and didn't feel like getting into it with Quil over Jason and what I may or may have not done.
"No," I replied quietly, "I wasn't."
I started walking towards my room and I could feel Quil following me. He didn't make a sound, but I could feel his body heat and the sensation his body being near made me feel.
I started to reach behind me to get a hold of the zipper on my dress. I couldn't quite reach it and started to flail my arms to find the perfect angle.
Quil snickered behind me at my antics.
"Will you help me please?" I glanced behind me and asked with a small smile. His laugh always made me smile.
When my eyes found his, the humor dropped from his face. He nodded slightly in reply and I could see his Adams apple bob up and down when he swallowed.
I made it to my bedroom, walked just inside the door and stopped. I lifted my hair up to get it out of the way of the zipper, letting Quil know he could get the zipper started for me. I knew he was near me. His warmth radiated off of him onto my back. The urge to lean back into him was so strong, but I stood in my place waiting for him to work the zipper.
Quil cleared his throat. I felt his large fingers grab the zipper as his other hand held the fabric of the dress taut. My heart did that embarrassing thing again where it accelerates whenever Quil is near. It seemed to pump double-time because he was kind of undressing me. I knew he could hear my body's reaction to him.
As he dragged the zipper down my spine Quil's fingers lightly grazed my skin. The touch left a burning feeling in its wake. Goosebumps popped up all over my body and a subtle shiver ran down my back. He pulled the zipper the entire way down until it stopped. I wasn't wearing a bra, which was obvious to him at this point and I'm sure he noticed the top of my underwear peeking out from beneath the dress. I wasn't sure if he knew that he only needed to start the zipper for me, or if he purposely unzipped the entire length. He lingered behind me not moving his hands. I swallowed hard and tried not to make any noise. I didn't want to do or say anything that would make Quil stop whatever he was doing or make him walk away from me.
It seemed Quil wanted to experiment a little because he ran his finger lightly down my spine again. Just like the first time I involuntarily shivered from the touch and I felt my skin tighten up.
What happened next totally surprised me.
Quil stepped close enough to me that I felt his knee brush up against my butt. His body heat spread out against my bare back. Both of his hands gently grabbed me. Quil's thumbs were on either side of my spine as his palms and fingers wrapped around towards the front of my body towards my chest. This time I couldn't keep back the noise that escaped me.
"Quil," I sighed.
When I said his name he stepped even closer and I could feel his breath hot on my neck. His hands move slightly closer to my breast. I wanted him to touch me there so badly. I continued to stand still so that I didn't scare him away. All the things I would have felt guilty doing with Jason earlier in the night was everything I wanted to do with Quil.
Quil suddenly stopped and I felt his head fall to my shoulder.
"You smell like him," Quil whispered. He let his hands drop from my sides and quickly stepped away. His body heat instantly gone. I knew he left the room.
I stood there quietly for a moment, staring into space, and tried to register everything that had happened. Quil wanted me. That much was clear. The way he touched me! For a moment I was elated. In a way he revealed his feelings towards me.
But then he rejected me again. He rejected me because of my antics earlier in the evening. Once again I felt guilty. It was like I got caught cheating on Quil. Jason's scent was all over me. His dried up saliva was probably all over the side of my neck Quil practically nuzzled against.
Damn it!
I quickly stripped off my dress, grabbed my robe and threw it on, and ran across the hallway to the bathroom. I scrubbed my body in the shower with my favorite body wash, concentrating on all the places Jason touched me. I washed it all away. I knew I never wanted it again. I couldn't be with Jason anymore. After the short encounter with Quil, I knew his touches were the only ones I wanted. The way he made me feel was something I could get addicted to. He touched me before in innocent ways, but it was nothing like that. It had never been like that. It was like his feelings for me seeped through his skin into mine. I knew he wanted me like I wanted him because his body told me so.
I decided while I washed Jason's scent away I was determined to feel Quil's touch again. I was too tired to push anything tonight, but I had to get back to Quil quickly while what just happened was still fresh in his mind. I didn't want him to talk himself into thinking it was a bad idea.
As I walked into the living room, I knew I was too late. Quil sat on the couch with his head in his hands. He was rubbing his face and he looked angry. I assumed he was angry with me. He heard me approach and looked up at me. The anger melted from his face and was replaced with a look of shame. I braced myself for total rejection.
"That was…um…ahhh," Quil groaned into his hands, not finishing his sentence, and went back to rubbing his face and hair. I was expecting an apology, but it didn't come. I smiled in relief because I didn't want to hear it. He looked over at me for a response. I'm not sure what he expected to see, but when he saw my smile he smiled back in relief. It had been such a long time since I had seen that smile.
I needed to keep Quil with me and I didn't want him to walk out like he did every time we started talking about the stress between us. I wanted to continue to see him smile. There were more serious things going on that I wanted to focus on.
"I'm tired. I want to get to the hospital as soon as we can in the morning. Let's just forget about it right now. Come on." I said holding out my hand towards him, expecting him to take it and follow me. He looked at my hand, but didn't reach for it.
"Are you sure you want me to stay after…"
"Quil," I interrupted with a whine. "I don't want to talk about it now. Later for sure," I said with a pointed look. "Will you just stay in my room? I haven't seen you in forever." As I said that last part I fisted my hand over my chest, silently indicating my need to be near him and feel that familiar sensation. I think he got the point because he made the same gesture and grabbed my hand.
Quil being in my bed was not unusual. He often fell asleep there and ended up staying the entire night. My mom didn't care. She knew nothing funny was going on because we weren't like that. I wonder what my mom would think now after the almost-groping incident.
When I was little and had night terrors, Quil was the only person who could calm me down when I woke up screaming. When he slept in my room I never had a bad dream.
This was different. Quil and I were both under the blankets. He had never needed blankets because of his body heat. Quil always slept on his side. He was facing me, so I turned around and backed myself into the curve of his body into the spooning position. Quil's body stilled for a moment, but when I didn't make another move, I could feel him give in and mold his body around me. He slid his arm around my waist and under my arm and brought his legs up under mine. Since he was so much taller than me it wasn't a perfect fit, but was perfect enough.
I felt Quil kiss the top of my head, sniff my hair, and hum before I fell asleep. I wasn't sure how long Quil's closeness would last, but I was going to take as much as I could get.
"Hey Quil?" I whispered in the dark.
"Mmm-huh," he replied.
"I don't want to go that long without seeing you again. Ok?"
"Ok," he replied and squeezed me a little tighter.
I'm sure I had a permanent grin on my face the entire night.
A/N: No one is dead…you can all relax now!
This is chapter 14. I've only have up to chapter 16 finished because I have major writer's block. My friends are helping me through it though. I guess I haven't been excited to post new chapters because I don't want to get you all caught up and then just stop. I PROMISE I will finish this story!
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