Blind love ch1
Edward:
The recovery wing of the hospital was getting full. Through the door I could hear people crying and moaning. We were all one in our pain, healing was going to be a difficult journey for all of us. My doctor stuck his head in around lunch time and told me that a boy my age would be moving into my room in a few hours. I had nodded unsurprised. All day I could hear bed after bed had being wheeled past my door and I had assumed that before the end of the day there was going to be another person sharing the room with me. How I wished I could see, I was board out of my mind. There was nothing for me to do in the room, most of the patients read a book or watched the television. Neither of which were an option for me. I traced my fingers over the bandage for the millionth time today. The accident wasn't traumatic, not by a long shot. We had only been trying to have a little fun, and as the old saying goes, it's all fun and games till someone gets hurt. Fun it was, we were just a bunch of teenagers trying to kill our first week off from school before we all went our separate ways for vacation.
(Flashback)
James had called me earlier in the day. The guys were all going to meet the girls down at the ravine and go swimming. He laughingly joked with me about how instead of looking at the girls I could look at the guys. James was the first person I had come out to and he was surprisingly cool with it. His brother Riley was also gay and smoking hot so I agreed to go with them. By the time we hiked all the way down to the lake we were all soaked with sweat. The icy water felt good against my overheated skin. We swam for hours just enjoying the coolness and each other's company. After a few hours we all climbed out of the water and sat on the rocks. We all laughed and traded stories about our teachers and the annoying kids in our classes. When my brother Emmett arrived with his girlfriend Rosalie the party really got rocking. We started a fire and ripped open the packs of hotdogs and rolls they had brought with them. Swimming all afternoon had made us starving and we inhaled the food like it was our last meal. A few hours later a rather drunken Emmett pulled a pack of fire crackers out of his bag. We took turns setting them off, lighting the fuse and darting back before they shot up into the air. The bang echoed off the walls of the ravine, causing the ground under our feet to shake. Everything was going fine, James darted away from his lit rocket reaching the safety of the tree line. This time there was no following explosion. The fuse had sputtered out and the cracker lay dead on the rock where we had placed it. James groaned loudly and jogged back towards it. Riley and I followed; James tossed the dead cracker to me.
"You try and fix it eddy, I suck at shit like this." Riley laughed and teased James about the 70 he had received in physics this year, claiming that if he had paid attention I wouldn't need to do everything for him. I turned the rocket over in my hands, there was a bit of dirt near where the fuse connected to the rocket. I picked it off and held it closer to be further examined. The explosion knocked me off my feet, I fell backwards, a strange white haze flashing across my vision. It was like looking directly at the sun. The rocket was whistling loudly now, I crab crawled back, trying to get away from the noise and the light. I could hear Emmett screaming for someone to call 911 and for Riley to kick the firecracker into the lake. With a sputtering hiss the noise stopped but the bright light remained. A sharp pain shooting from my shoulder coursed through me before everything went black.
The sound of a bed being rolled across the floor of my room tore me from my memories. A nurse's cheery voice was talking to the occupant of the bed.
"If you lay still the pain will ease some. Your too weak and the burning is to severe for the graft surgery to be preformed. Maybe next week you'll be stronger, but for now it's just a waiting game." The nurse, whose voice I recognized as Kristen's continued. "Edward I know you can't see him but this is your new roommate Jasper. You both have gone through so much and I think you'll have a lot to talk to each other about." She must have turned back to Jasper because her voice got a slight bit quieter and she went over the essentials he would have to know. "A nurse, usually myself will be in to check on you every hour or so. If you need anything or just don't feel well then push the call button. Were only a few seconds away." She asked if he had any questions and when met with silence retreated from the room. Once the rolling of her cart had faded away I propped myself back up into a sitting position. We stayed in silence for a while, just getting used to the idea that the other was there. After a moment or two I heard his breathing pick up and gradually grow faster, even without my sight I could tell he was on the verge of a panic attack. I should know, I used to have them a lot when the Cullen's first adopted me. What he needed was a good distraction so he didn't think about whatever was upsetting him. Distraction, I could definitely do that.
"She's a little too cheery to be working in a recovery ward. The nurse I mean, most of the patients here just want her to shut up and get out." I was quiet for a moment; his breathing seemed to have slowed a little so I continued talking.
"The walls are paper thin here, you can hear everything, and I mean everything. The room to our right has an old man with some kind of infection. His wife is constantly bothering him about being nice to the nurses and to stop scratching." I paused again, "Then on the other side there's some drug addicted woman, she keeps cursing out to nurse and telling her that she should try drug detox. I kind of feel bad for her, she tries so hard but no one appreciates it." I trailed off just in time for us to hear the druggie screaming about how this was a stupid place and she wanted to get the fuck out of here. "See what I mean?" I asked with a smile. "It's amusing, I mean it's not like we have anything better to be doing." A quiet chuckle came from the other side of the room.
"I don't think she like is here." Jasper said quietly. I smiled, turning my face towards him so he could tell.
"No, she hates it here. She's usually more vocal about it but seems like she's too tired today. Is it raining out?" He took a moment, to look out the window I suppose, before answering.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I smiled and shrugged. It had just been a good guess, when it rained a lot Emmett and Alice would get really cranky, not me I loved the rain. It was refreshing to feel falling drip by drip onto my face. Before the Cullen's adopted me I had never been allowed outside. My dad was a little crazy and was convinced that id die if I was allowed out of the house. Eventually child services found out that I wasn't attending school and wasn't being home schooled. They took one look at the house my drugged up mother and drunk as shit dad and took me away that day. For a long time I was really messed up, Emmett was my saving grace; he pulled me from the dark path I was going down and little by little coaxed me out of my shell. I still had my quiet moments but most of the time I was a normal teen age boy. Jasper's quiet voice pulled me from my thoughts,
"How long do you have to be here?" I shrugged again.
"There not too sure yet, at least a month. They say three weeks for sure with the blind fold on, then if my eyes have healed enough ill have to stay here a week without he blind fold than I can go home. How about you?"
"They don't know about me either. When I heal enough I guess." His voice sounded dejected and I wondered why.
"The nurse was talking about a skin graft, were you burned badly?" Jasper choked on his next breath and coughed a few times before quieting. After a few minutes of silence he muttered,
Yeah, but I don't want to talk about it." I nodded. He sounded so sad, so broken, a lot like I had when Emmett had first started trying to get me to talk about my parents. He hadn't given up on me and I wouldn't give up on Jasper. he intrigued me, and something deep within me whispered that it might be a little bit more than that.
Thanks for reading. Please comment. –Samantha :p