Kayla settled Christian at her dining room table with his plate of pancakes
and then made up a tray for Edge. She carried it into the bedroom and sat
it on the nightstand. "Edge . . . wake up, Sweetheart." Kayla called
softly, pulling gently on a lock of his hair. She smiled when his eyes
fluttered open. "Good morning."
"Hey," Edge murmured, still not fully awake. His eyes settled on her and his jaw dropped, "That bastard . . ." he trailed off his jaw clenched in anger.
"What?" Kayla stopped and her hand went to her face. "Oh. Don't worry about it." Kayla told him firmly. "Test will get his. I talked to Vince this morning. It'll be taken care of."
"But . . ."
"No buts!" Kayla scolded, "You're going to eat your breakfast we're gonna change your bandages and you're gonna take your medicine."
Edge surrendered with a sigh. Kayla nodded in satisfaction. "Now let's sit you up so you can eat." With Edge's assistance she got him propped up on the pillow and set the tray in his lap. "Now can you eat or do you need help?"
"I think I can manage." Edge told her dryly.
"I'm gonna go check on Christian and I'll be right back." Kayla told him turning to go.
"Christian?" Edge questioned stopping her.
"He stayed last night," Kayla told him softly, "He didn't want you to think he baled on you again."
Edge closed his eyes fighting back his emotions. If only he wasn't so tired and sore. Kayla saw his internal struggle reflected in his features and kissed his cheek. "I'll be right back."
Edge watched her go and sighed picking up his fork. "If everything wasn't messed up enough, I have to go and fall for the same girl as one of my best friends."
Kayla found Christian loading his dishes into the dishwasher. "You didn't have to do that ya know."
"It's the least I can do." Christian corrected her lightly, "You're taking care of my brother and you're hurt too and you made us breakfast."
"It's not a problem." Kayla told him again. "Now, why don't you go see Edge? I think he'd like to see you. You can help me change his bandages and then help him change his clothes."
Christian hesitantly followed Kayla to Edge's room. "Hey bro," he greeted his brother softly.
"Chris." Edge returned softly.
Kayla inspected his plate. "Well you ate most of it." She noted, "I'm surprised you managed to eat that much."
"I figured you'd kick my ass if I didn't." Edge teased her with a smile.
"You were right," she teased back taking the tray. "I'll run this out to the kitchen and then we're gonna change those bandages."
Kayla bustled out of the room and the brother's exchanged glances. "She's something." Edge told his brother.
"That's for sure." Christian agreed, "The chick totally reeks of awesomeness." Christian eyed his brother. "Now cut the shit and tell me how you really feel."
"It hurts like a son of a bitch." Edge confided sinking into the pillows. "It hurts to breath."
"I'm not surprised. You're ribs are really banged up." Christian stated the obvious.
Further conversation was put on hold when Kayla came back into the room first aide kit in hand. "Doc gave me this. He said it had everything we'd need in it."
With Christian's help she changed all his bandages cleaning the cuts out to prevent infection. The most painful part of it was re-wrapping his ribs. Edge went white and his breath came in gasps.
"I know it hurts," Kayla whispered sympathetically, "We're almost done." Then Kayla left the room while Christian helped Edge change into black silk pajama pants and a matching top, which they left unbuttoned. When they were done she gave Edge his medicine. "You need to get some more rest."
Christian stood. "I need to take care of some things, but I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Edge watched him stand trying to hide his fear that his brother wouldn't be back. Christian saw it. "I'll be back, I promise."
Edge nodded. "Get going then."
When Christian was gone Kayla shook a finger at him. "Time to rest, young man!"
Edge smiled, "I'm not sleepy yet." He reached up to run his fingers through his hair and frowned when they caught on knots.
Kayla saw it and smiled, "Here's an idea. I'll brush your hair while we wait for the medicine to kick in."
Edge smiled, "Sounds great."
Kayla went to her bedroom and returned with a brush. "Lean forward if you can." Edge managed to sit up a bit and Kayla slipped behind him settling her legs on either side of him. He leaned back into her just enough to keep the pressure off his ribs.
Kayla brushed his hair with long even strokes. "You have beautiful hair." She commented softly.
"Not as beautiful as yours." Edge assured her as he began to relax under her ministrations.
"Flattery will get you no where." She teased as she eased the knots out of his hair. "My mother used to do this for me when I was upset." Kayla told him softly.
"You miss them." It was not a question.
"I just can't be who they want me to be." Kayla sighed, "The life that they want for me isn't me." Edge felt her take a deep breath, "I just wish they could accept that I'm old enough to make my own decisions."
Edge tried to reply, to say something comforting but found that he was suddenly too tired. Kayla felt him begin to lean more heavily against her and smiled. "Time for someone to go sleepy bye."
Careful not to hurt him Kayla eased out from behind him and helped him lie down. "Sweet dreams." She whispered as she tucked the covers around him.
Edge murmured in reply asleep before she left the room.
"Hey," Edge murmured, still not fully awake. His eyes settled on her and his jaw dropped, "That bastard . . ." he trailed off his jaw clenched in anger.
"What?" Kayla stopped and her hand went to her face. "Oh. Don't worry about it." Kayla told him firmly. "Test will get his. I talked to Vince this morning. It'll be taken care of."
"But . . ."
"No buts!" Kayla scolded, "You're going to eat your breakfast we're gonna change your bandages and you're gonna take your medicine."
Edge surrendered with a sigh. Kayla nodded in satisfaction. "Now let's sit you up so you can eat." With Edge's assistance she got him propped up on the pillow and set the tray in his lap. "Now can you eat or do you need help?"
"I think I can manage." Edge told her dryly.
"I'm gonna go check on Christian and I'll be right back." Kayla told him turning to go.
"Christian?" Edge questioned stopping her.
"He stayed last night," Kayla told him softly, "He didn't want you to think he baled on you again."
Edge closed his eyes fighting back his emotions. If only he wasn't so tired and sore. Kayla saw his internal struggle reflected in his features and kissed his cheek. "I'll be right back."
Edge watched her go and sighed picking up his fork. "If everything wasn't messed up enough, I have to go and fall for the same girl as one of my best friends."
Kayla found Christian loading his dishes into the dishwasher. "You didn't have to do that ya know."
"It's the least I can do." Christian corrected her lightly, "You're taking care of my brother and you're hurt too and you made us breakfast."
"It's not a problem." Kayla told him again. "Now, why don't you go see Edge? I think he'd like to see you. You can help me change his bandages and then help him change his clothes."
Christian hesitantly followed Kayla to Edge's room. "Hey bro," he greeted his brother softly.
"Chris." Edge returned softly.
Kayla inspected his plate. "Well you ate most of it." She noted, "I'm surprised you managed to eat that much."
"I figured you'd kick my ass if I didn't." Edge teased her with a smile.
"You were right," she teased back taking the tray. "I'll run this out to the kitchen and then we're gonna change those bandages."
Kayla bustled out of the room and the brother's exchanged glances. "She's something." Edge told his brother.
"That's for sure." Christian agreed, "The chick totally reeks of awesomeness." Christian eyed his brother. "Now cut the shit and tell me how you really feel."
"It hurts like a son of a bitch." Edge confided sinking into the pillows. "It hurts to breath."
"I'm not surprised. You're ribs are really banged up." Christian stated the obvious.
Further conversation was put on hold when Kayla came back into the room first aide kit in hand. "Doc gave me this. He said it had everything we'd need in it."
With Christian's help she changed all his bandages cleaning the cuts out to prevent infection. The most painful part of it was re-wrapping his ribs. Edge went white and his breath came in gasps.
"I know it hurts," Kayla whispered sympathetically, "We're almost done." Then Kayla left the room while Christian helped Edge change into black silk pajama pants and a matching top, which they left unbuttoned. When they were done she gave Edge his medicine. "You need to get some more rest."
Christian stood. "I need to take care of some things, but I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Edge watched him stand trying to hide his fear that his brother wouldn't be back. Christian saw it. "I'll be back, I promise."
Edge nodded. "Get going then."
When Christian was gone Kayla shook a finger at him. "Time to rest, young man!"
Edge smiled, "I'm not sleepy yet." He reached up to run his fingers through his hair and frowned when they caught on knots.
Kayla saw it and smiled, "Here's an idea. I'll brush your hair while we wait for the medicine to kick in."
Edge smiled, "Sounds great."
Kayla went to her bedroom and returned with a brush. "Lean forward if you can." Edge managed to sit up a bit and Kayla slipped behind him settling her legs on either side of him. He leaned back into her just enough to keep the pressure off his ribs.
Kayla brushed his hair with long even strokes. "You have beautiful hair." She commented softly.
"Not as beautiful as yours." Edge assured her as he began to relax under her ministrations.
"Flattery will get you no where." She teased as she eased the knots out of his hair. "My mother used to do this for me when I was upset." Kayla told him softly.
"You miss them." It was not a question.
"I just can't be who they want me to be." Kayla sighed, "The life that they want for me isn't me." Edge felt her take a deep breath, "I just wish they could accept that I'm old enough to make my own decisions."
Edge tried to reply, to say something comforting but found that he was suddenly too tired. Kayla felt him begin to lean more heavily against her and smiled. "Time for someone to go sleepy bye."
Careful not to hurt him Kayla eased out from behind him and helped him lie down. "Sweet dreams." She whispered as she tucked the covers around him.
Edge murmured in reply asleep before she left the room.
