Chapter 5 :)
I know its short but its just filler chapter
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Elliot woke up and searched for the clock. He found it and noticed it read ten thirty. He summized that after the night before, his parents allowed them to stay home, due to Olivia's pain, that was caused by Kathy. He turned to his phone next to him and saw three texts; one from his father, and two from Kathy.
His father sent him a courtesy message telling him that they had to go to work, but Olivia was being surveilled and to take care of her. Elliot picked himself off the lumpy mattress on the floor and walked over to his bed that held Olivia. The redness had disappeared, but the tear stains remained. He sat next to her and toched her shoulder gently. "Olivia?"
"Elliot?"
"Hey how are you feeling?"
"Alright I suppose, what time is it?"
"Ten thirty, mom and dad thought it would be best if you stayed here today." Elliot said lightly, however seething on the inside.
"I need to take a shower, and I need your help bandaging the wound when I get out?"
"Alright." Elliot stood and helped her to her feet, he grabbed the duffel, and helped her to the bathroom. He placed the duffel on the counter and got a towel out of the closet in the hall and handed it to her.
"Thank you."
"Take your time." Elliot shut the door and went back to his room and changed.
Olivia pulled off her shirt carefully. She looked down at her left side, and began peeling off the bandage. Under it was a delicate wound that was stitched together and it pained her to even look at it.
She started the water and made sure it was lukewarm. Stepping in,, the water felt good against her skin. She stood there letting it fall against her back. She sighed heavily and turned to let it gently pound against the wound. It stung at first but then felt sort of invigorating.
She stepped out and dabbed herself dry. She put on a pair of plaid cotton pants and a tight fitting tank. Grabbing the gauze and tape she walked out and saw Elliot sitting in the recliner, with the tv on. He saw her limping toward him and got up to help her the rest of the way. He set her gently in the now vacant recliner and leaned her back.
"Liv, pull up your tank, and I'll fix this for you."
She did as she was told and pulled it up to reveal the bruise and cut. He took a piece of gauze and taped it down. She winced as he smoothed the tape down and set the things aside.
"Liv, you alright?"
"Yeah, still hurts." Olivia sighed. "I just wish I could get out and get some fresh air."
"I know, me too but with your mother on the loose, dad said it was next to impossible."
"I just want to go for a little walk." Olivia said turning to him and giving him, the best pouty face she could put on.
Elliot chuckled, "How about a few hours after lunch, give you a chance to deal with some of the pain, okay?"
"Sure." Olivia smiled.
"You hungry?" She nodded, "Anything you would like?"
"Can you make scrambled eggs?"
"I make the best eggs."
"Ooh, I want to see you cook." Olivia said joyfully.
Elliot nodded and helped her up, He took her right arm and placed it around his neck and lifted. She stood and followed him into the kitchen slowly. She sat on one of the wooden chairs at the table, and watched Elliot work.
He pulled out a skillet and eggs and then something that looked like beef. "What is that?"
"It's an old recipe that my grandfather used to make for me. Its scrambled eggs and pieces of sliced beef mixed in. I promise its good. You trust me?"
"Yeah." She shut up and watched him make the eggs in silence with a smile spread across his face. She was feeling a sense of love, and she was desperately hoping that this wasn't a pity thing, and it would end when she was healed and better.
Shaking her head, of those terrible thoughts, she noticed him dividing his creation on to two different plates. He smiled as he brought them over to the table and set them down.
"Enjoy."
Olivia smiled back at him and took a bite. "Oh my God, these are fantastic." She put her hand to her mouth and made a throaty groan.
Elliot smiled, and continued eating.