BPOV:
Sitting up, I let out a cry of pain. My chest was on fire. I guess the morphine wore off, and me sitting up quickly in fear didn't help it that much. Fantastic.
Paul gently pulled me back against his chest, which I guess is how I fell asleep. "Shhh Bells. Here, Carlisle left these." He handed me two piles. I looked at him, still fighting back a wince of pain. "Please just take it."
Jake walked over and passed me a glass of water. Using my good hand, I quickly placed the pills in my mouth, then took the water from Jake and quickly swallowed it. Leaning back into Paul's side, I let out a sigh.
"Are you okay? You screamed right before you woke up." Paul gently petted my hair, soothing me.
Letting out a sigh, I nodded. "Just a weird dream. I think it was from the morphine." I looked up at him, then sighed. "I do need to get up and eat though."
He slid is arms around my waist again. "Okay, and then we need to get out of here and talk." I just nodded in response. We barely knew each other, and I wanted to fix that.
Leah came in then, in a shirt this time, and put down a large tray of food in front of us. Then she walked over and sat on Embry's lap. Embry gently rubbed circles where I knew the gauze was.
Paul shifted me so that he could lean forward and pick up a plate of eggs and a fork, and held it in front of me so I could use my good hand for the fork. "Paul." I complained, but leaned farther into his bare chest.
"Don't make me force you." He muttered, then chuckled. Rolling my eyes, I began to slowly eat the food. It was delicious, but each move hurt my chest. I couldn't tell him that, or else he would feed me, and then I would never be able to let that down.
Finally, I finished and sighed. Looking down, I realized I was just in a bra and blanket. "Can someone get me a shirt so I can go?" Leah tossed me a shirt that would hang off of me loosely. "Thanks."
I quickly shrugged it on, and stood up, with Paul right behind me. "Leah, are you sure you're okay?" I felt bad. She just became a wolf, got her hair cut off, found out she met her soul mate, and then got clawed by her brother.
"Yeah. I still have to find Quil and tell him I'm okay, but I'm okay. You go and take care of yourself, but come back here once your ready." She smiled, and pulled Embry's hand from her gauze, holding it in hers. "I heal quickly." I don't know whether she was talking to me or to him, but I nodded.
I slipped arm around Paul's waist, and he carefully put his arm around my shoulder. "You okay Bells?"
I started walking towards the car, which caused him to follow. "Everyone needs to stop asking me that. I'm fine. Sore, but I'm okay. I'll heal." I forced him to stop and to look at me. "But thank you for caring." I slipped both arms around his neck.
He smiled at me, and leaned forward, taunting me with his sweet lips. "But I can't help it. You are my life."
"And now, you are mine." I slid my good hand through his hair, but kept looking at his eyes. "But I still want the Cullen's to be part of my life."
He slid is arms lovingly around my hips. "I don't like it, but I guess they did help you. We will worry about that later. Until your healed, you're mine." He smiled, and then his lips met mine.
His lips were hot on mine. It was slow and passionate, not rushed or angry. Finally, he pulled back. I looked at him an bit my bottom lip softly. God, I loved this man!
"Come on, lets go before you pass out again." He rolled his eyes and helped into his car, and gently shut the door. I was going to buckle up, but then I thought of my cuts, and decided against it.
Paul quickly slid into the drivers seat and started to drive in some odd direction that I've never been before. His house? Maybe… "So…Where are we going?" Smooth. I just wanted to know.
"You know, I was going to, but now I think I'll make it a surprise." He smirked at me, and pressed harder on the petal. I was concerned, but no one was on the road, and I trusted Paul. Until he gave me a reason not to.
"Paul, I don't like surprises." I sighed and looked at him closely. Batting my eye lashes, I started to beg. "Pretty please?"
He smiled and me, and carefully slid his arm loosely around my waist and looked at me, then back at the road. "Don't worry. You will find out in time." He smiled, and then gently took his hand back and then cradled it in his hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."
"Okay, enough of that. Right now. I'm tired of the sorry's. Let's just go to wherever we're going, and then we can learn about each other." I smiled at him.
"Alright, we're here." He put the car in park, and then suddenly was at my door, opening it up and held his hand out towards me.
Getting out of the car, he quickly slid his hands over my eyes before I could see anything. Dang it! Why didn't I look out the window when we got here?
"Did you see anything?" Paul gently started to lead me forward.
"Yes." If I lied, he might let me see early.
"Aw Bells, you are such a bad liar. That's good for me though." I could hear the smile in his voice. Suddenly, he let go of my eyes, and then gently wrapped his arms around my waist, rocking me softly.
"Its…beautiful." I whispered. Although it was a small cabin, completely surrounded by trees of all sizes. There was a small flower pot at each window sill. It was small, but obviously well created.
"Why thanks. Welcome to my home." He very gently started to guide me into the house. He led me into a small sitting room, with only one couch. He led me over to it and I sat down.
"So, do you want hot chocolate?"
"Sure." He walked off to what I guess is the kitchen. I slowly looked at my hand, turning it over. The gauze was still pretty fresh, but I was scared to look at my best. What if that was worse? I don't think I could handle that.
Looking over, I saw Paul had walked back in, placing two cups of steaming drink on the table. He then sat down next to me.
I moved as close to him as I could comfortably, and started tracing patterns onto his still bare chest, while he put his arm over my shoulder. "I should probably put a shirt on."
"No!" I pushed back and looked at him. I then dropped my gaze and felt my face heat up. I leaned against his chest and started to trace patterns again. "I like you without it."
"Well, then I guess I'll stay without it." I felt him laugh. "Alright, so I guess we need to start talking about our pasts." He put his arm around my shoulder again, and I knew that his history was going to be as hard as mine was. Fun.