Chapter Nineteen
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Monday 13th June 2011
"Ana, we're home." Christian says prodding me lightly, how did we get here? All I remember is leaving SIP.
"Okay." I robotically reply. After getting out of the car Christian walks around to open my door, he holds his hand out to help me. It's not until we reach the elevator that I wake up properly, the electricity flowing between Christian and I shocks me out of my trance.
"Christian." I whisper
"Yes, baby." He replies kissing my forehead.
"I love you." I say, my voice sounding like a broken child's.
"I love you too." He replies pulling me into his chest, I kiss his chest and hold him tightly. Our moment is broken when the elevator pings announcing our arrival home, Christian effortlessly picks me up bridal style.
"Can I get you anything?" Gail's kindly voice greets us, I look towards her to see a worried expression marring her soft features.
"Cup of tea, and some Oreos." Christian replies kissing my forehead, he knows exactly what I need to feel better. Christian carries me all the way to the bedroom, taking his time to help me get undressed before undressing himself. I frown when I notice he kept his boxers on, does he not want me? I look down to my hands, of course he doesn't want me. Who would? Not after seeing the already purpling hand prints on my breast and neck, I feel the tears falling down my face like a rainstorm of pain.
"Baby, what can I do?" Christian asks kneeling in front of me, I shake my head as more tears fall. "Ana, talk to me." He demands his eyes wide, he's angry with me.
"I'm sorry." I whisper.
"What for." He breathes.
"You don't want me." I confess, I still can't look at him. He takes my hand from my lap placing it over his erection.
"Yes I do. I want you, I want you in every way imaginable. But right now, you're broken, you're hurt and I don't want to hurt you. I'll always want to make love to you, I'll always want to fuck you and most importantly I'll always love you." I stroke his erection as his breathing becomes stronger.
"Promise?" I meekly ask placing my hands on his chest.
"I promise, that's how I know I want to marry you. I've had nearly one hundred different women of all different shapes and sizes, but you're the only one I care about fucking, you're the only one I've ever wanted to make love to you. If I never fuck another woman ever again I don't care as long as I have you."
"And you said you couldn't do hearts and flowers." I sarcastically reply a grin forming on my face, I understand what he means.
"It was crass but it made you smile, and I didn't lie." He grins.
"Can we shower now?"
"Yes, I'm leaving my boxers on so I don't try to fuck you."
"I don't mind you fucking me."
"Why?" He asks his eyebrows furrowed.
"I want to shower to get the feel of him from me. I want to fuck you because I love you, because you're my man and I'll never not want to fuck you, and a little bit because I need you to, to claim me, I think." I try to explain.
"I don't mind either way," Christian begins, but he's interrupted by a knock at our bedroom door. It's Gail, she smiles at us before placing a tray on the nightstand before leaving silently.
"Go on." I push.
"I just, whatever you need me for I'll be there." He finishes with a shrug.
"Thank you." I say kissing his lips softly. "That tea looks hot, can we shower now?"
"Of course we can, Anastasia." He walks me to the shower fiddling with the knobs to get the temperature and pressure just right.
"I've got you, love." He says taking my hand, the soft spray and hot water feels heavenly. His, hands work my hair and scalp into a soft lather with the jasmine scented shampoo, now they feel heavenly as he massage the conditioner. He leaves the conditioner on to soak in while he pours some body wash into his hands massaging the tension out of my shoulders, I feel myself relax more and more. I let out soft contented sighs as he worships my body, taking extra patience with my bruises, keeping himself from working my clit so I know this not about sex. He throws his soaked boxers into a pile in the corner of the shower before wrapping me in a soft fluffy towel, one around his waist as we walk to the bedroom.
I gingerly sit on the bed as he worships me further, drying me slowly, pointedly ignoring the tent in his towel, before heading for our walk in closet for a moment returning with a pair of black leggings, plain cotton panties and one of his Harvard sweaters. He silently dries my hair before braiding it, then helping me into my clothes. He needs this just as much as I do, he needs to feel in control, I need to be taken care of.
"I'll cancel my appointment with Flynn, I can skype him tonight or something you can talk to him that way." Christian suggests, we're laying in bed eating Oreos listening to Taylor Swift.
"I don't think I'm not traumatised. I think I'm over the shock." I reply defensively.
"I still think." He begins.
"If you want to skype him later and come with me to see doctor Greene that's okay. I don't feel as though I need to see a shrink after today. I feel a lot better, now I'm in my comfort zone." I smile
"Okay, we'll need to leave soon." He suggests looking at the clock.
"Is this your way of saying get your ass out of bed." I snark
"Yes." He laughs, handing me the last Oreo.
We drive in silence to doctor Greens office, there isn't much to say. Nothing that can be said in the car, I know I have to tell him what Hyde said about his family. I sigh. I'll tell him when he's speaking to Doctor Flynn. Should I speak to Flynn? Hyde didn't do anything really, I was able to defend myself.
"Okay, Miss Steele looking at my records of your last cycle and your reports, I can fit you with an IUD right now. If you'd like to follow me, it can be done within five minutes. However you will have to immediately stop taking the pill so the hormones don't clash and you'll have to use condoms for protection for a week while your IUD settles." Dr Greene commands with a tight smile. "I'm afraid, Mr Grey you'll have to stay in the waiting room while we work on Miss Steele." I follow the her into her office where we're joined by a nurse.
"Miss Steele, no matter how affluent someone is you can get help if they are hurting you." She begins looking pointedly at the bruises on my neck. I begin to blush looking down at the floor.
"You may feel as though there is no way out, but there is. I can help you, if you need it. You have my contact details." Her smile is softer, the nurse gives me a comforting smile as well. I shrug Christian's hoodie off, blushing at the gasps from the Doctor and Nurse in front of me.
"My boss attacked me at work this afternoon, Christian is nothing but a gentleman. But thank you, for looking out for me." I smile shyly enjoying their shocked expressions.
"We're sorry, Miss Steele, in our line of work we have to assume the worst in a situation to get the best treatment for our patient." The dark haired nurse, assures.
"I'd prefer someone to assume than to be a victim than being ignored and forced to suffer in silence." I promise with a smile.
Less than five minutes later I join Christian.
"Thank you Doctor Greene, thank you Nurse Nathan." I smile as I leave hand in hand with Christian.