I don't own anything…Stephenie Meyer created everything. I'm sorry it has been a while. I had to get away from everything normal. This was our last vacation before the wedding in June, so we have done some serious planning. Sorry it's a little short. I just wanted to get back into the groove of things.
Chapter 9- Pain and Pleasure
Edwards eyes never left mine as I altered the finish to routine. My arm was throbbing, I was trying my hardest to no cry. I didn't want to show how much pain I was in. Finally the music ended and we headed for the sidelines.
"Is it broke?" Edward asked, he was at my side in an instant. I hugged the limb to my body, not wanting anybody to touch it. I nodded yes, and he gathered my things. I knew I needed to get to the hospital, if I ever wanted to cheer again. He motioned to our coach, and told him that he was taking me to the hospital. Once in the car, my parents, and his following I finally let a tear slip down my cheek. I felt like my world was crashing, how pathetic of me to think that it is all over. Cheerleading was a phase of my life, and I knew that it would be coming to and end eventually, just not this way. My senior year was supposed to be unforgettable. Well I guess this made it memorable.
"I cant go up to radiology with you, but I'll be waiting when you get back." Edward told me as they wheeled me away in a wheelchair. Charlie did escort me there, and stayed with me the whole time. I could by the look on his face he was fearing the worst. Preparing himself. "
Ok Bella, lets take you back downstairs, and get you in something more comfortable for your cast to be put on." An orderly said as we headed back to the emergency room. I was still hugging my arm to my chest, but it was now securely encased in a splint, wrapped as tight as they could get it. When we arrived back downstairs, I saw Alice come flying at me.
"Oh god Bella, this sucks. Is it bad? Will it be ok for nationals? Say something!!" She yelled, I wished I could smack her right now. But my calm resolve melted away, and the tears began to pour down my cheeks. I could only blubber a sentence out. I was feeling very guilty.
"Alice, this is karma. This is karma coming back to bite me in the ass." She looked very perplexed. Edward was too.
"This is karma for wanting you to get back at Jessica and Lauren." I wailed. She looked at me.
"Don't be stupid. Karma doesn't exist. You are just trying to reason with what happened. You're probably in shock." Deep down I knew she was right. I was blaming this on something, anything I could think of. Because I had never been injured cheering. Until now.
"Ok, lets get this uniform off." The nurse came up to the bed, pulling the curtain closed as she did. I glared at her with the scissors in her hand.
"You are NOT cutting this uniform off me. I can do it myself." I threatened. She rolled her eyes.
"It will be way more comfortable if you just let me cut it." I looked at Alice, begging her.
"No, if she says she deal with the pain. Let her take it off. I would not let you cut mine off like a dirty rag either. It's too sentimental." Alice said, she had moved her tiny body in front of me, protecting me. She helped me out of my uniform, leaving my spankies to cover up my rear end in the gown. She kissed my forehead, and left me with the nurse. Edward and Charlie came in a few seconds later. Edwards eyes were worried, and a little amused too.
"What's so funny?" I asked. My voice came out shrill, and icy. The grin left his face instantly, and the frown returned. I didn't have time to comment anymore, the doctor came in.
"Bella. I'm Dr. Snow. I've got your x-ray results. I have to prepare you, this is going to be a shock." H looked at my face, I'm sure it showed my very scared feeling had right now. I clutched Edwards hand, and tucked my face into his arm.
"It's broken. Your hand is broken in two different places, and you have a spiral fracture going up your forearm. I think, in my professional opinion that we should go ahead with surgery and put a couple screws in your arm to make sure it heals nice and correctly." He finished, I think he was expecting my reaction to be a bit different.
"Am I ever going to be able to cheer again?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper. He actually smiled.
"Cheer yes, tumble and stunt probably not. You're injury is just to complex. I wouldn't trust it to hold up under that kind of pressure." I wanted to throw something at his head. How could he possibly be sarcastic at a time like this? Now I was crying, the hot tears clouding my tired eyes. I vaguely remember him asking if I was up to the surgery, I do remember telling him yes though.
Four days, and lots of pain killers later, I was finally getting to go home. Charlie had insisted on making me stay at his house for at least a few weeks. I knew I was going to need some help, but I much rather preferred Edward helping me shower than Sue. I grimaced at the though as I awkwardly climbed the stairs to my old room. Edward got me tucked in, and I instantly let the pain pills take effect and fell asleep. Next thing I could coherently think was Edwards lips on mine. His hands were at my hips, and coercing me to wake up. I lifted my eyes open, I was still in a fog.
"Come on love, dinner is almost ready." He whispered. My stomach rumbled, it had been days since I had a decent meal. He lifted me from the bed, pulling my shirt over my head, and then yanking my shorts down. If I wasn't in a drugged stupor, I would probably be enjoying this.
"Come on, lets get you showered." He told me, leading my into the bathroom. He covered my cast with t he giant rubber sleeve we have jokingly nicknamed magnum….and started the warm shower. I smiled a little remembering our first time together. Okay second time, but I cant remember the first time, so it still counts. I knew had to get through this without getting caught up in the moment. He caught my smirk, and shook his head at me.
"You just spent four days in that hospital. Four days with nothing but a sponge bath, that I had to sit and watch and be teased. And you still get hot and bothered?" He was smiling his sexy little crooked smile at me now. I knew I was not going to get through this shower.
"Its been four days since I've had you. Of course I'm getting all hot and bothered." I answered him. His hands were in my hair, with my favorite shampoo mixing into the water. His hands roamed my skin, washing away that hospital feeling, and the smell if disinfectant.
"You are still beautiful, even with that awkward thing up to your armpit." He whispered into my ear. He had finished washing me, but his hands still were exploring my body, as if he had to rememorize it.
"Edward. Please." I was currently ignoring the pain. I was going to give myself some pleasure. He lifted me from the shower, quickly toweling off my wet body, and carried me to my bed. He was on top of me in an instant. Apparently he didn't like being without me for those few days either.
"this is going to be weird." he whispered, he was moving my arms around.
"What are you doing?" I asked him, getting more and more frustrated as he went.
"Trying to make you as comfortable as possible." He answered. His lips were on mine then, my body reacting on its own. My hands tried to curl into his hair. I let out a painful hiss as I uncurled my broken fist. I heard him chuckle. I was glad he found it funny.
"Edward…how quick can you make this?" I asked him. I don think he had any idea how much pain I was in. But I could tell by the look on his face that I had hurt his feelings. But he smiled anyway.
"Pretty quick. Why?" He answered his lips still on my neck.
"Because if I try to make a fist one more time, we are done. So you got to do this quick or its nothing." I told him, I hoped I got my message across clearly enough. I did.
To say that our first round of sex with my cast was awkward, wouldn't be doing it justice. Every one of his thrusts made me want to bring my arms around him, and pull him closer. But I couldn't risk hitting him in the head with my heavy cast. I was still grinning as we headed downstairs for dinner. He had explained to me that both sets of parents had waited and cooked thanksgiving dinner when I was able to come home.
