Surprise! I decided to a double update two days in a row...partly to make up for the previous week where I was late :D And partly because I have nothing else to do because of W.S. Pax...

As always, thanks to Nati for pre-reading!

Well it's not Wednesday, but enjoy :)

Ch. 7
Shivers

I sat on one of the blue taping tables. I flipped through the doctors reports I'd gotten from Dr. Allistair and the Sports Medicine clinic. Luckily, Edward hadn't torn anything. We thought it might have been his meniscus or a chipped kneecap, but it was just a dislocated patella. Not that that was anything to sneeze about, but it would be easier to heal than a torn meniscus or surgery.

I flipped through the first page of doctors orders and their comments before glancing back at the clock on the wall.

Really? 15 minutes late? Classy.

Edward was supposed to be meeting me before practice, so I could run through his rehabilitation. I'd told him 4:30. That was supposed to give us an entire hour before the rest of the team arrived, and time was slowly chipping away.

I was just about to give up hope that he was even going to come, but then I heard the familiar click of crutches on linoleum. So he had finally decided to show up.

Edward finally crutched his way into the training room. He didn't say anything as he made his way to a table and sat down.

"I'm here."

"I noticed. 20 minutes late? I've got half a mind to kick you out." I looked in his direction, but he was staring intently at a poster.

"Pftt. Have you ever tried to crutch across campus?" He snarled. I raised my eyebrows. He had a point. I hadn't ever been on crutches, but I'd known many people who had, and it wasn't as fun or as easy as it looked.

From my expression he must have seen my answer.

"Didn't think so."

"Alright, alright, you made your point. But, it doesn't excuse the fact that you're late," I was already starting to feel agitated and he hadn't even been here for five minutes.

"You sound like my mother. Are you done scolding me, mother Bella?" He sneered.

I gritted my teeth.

"Let's just get started, so we can get this over with. We'll both me that much happier when we are," I said, hopping off the table. "So first you're going to ice your knee. Then I'll show you the exercises we will be starting in a few days. We're gunna do some E-stim and some ultrasound too to see if we can't get you healing at a rapid pace for the season."

I wheeled in the giant tub he'd be soaking in. I'd already filled it with ice water.
"20 minutes." I told him when he looked at the tub skeptically. "C'mon. Let's not wait for the grass to grow," I muttered.

He threw me a disgusted look, which I returned with a huge smile. He rolled his eyes and undid his shoes and socks before slipping his leg into the bath.

"Holy shit!" He yelled. "This is fucking freezing!" He groaned.

No duh. I hadn't just filled it with ice cubes and cold water for it to feel good. I felt a bit smug for having even a small part in the slight discomfort he was experiencing. Don't get me wrong, of course I didn't want him to be hurt, but I had warned him. He didn't want to mess with me because it would be all to easy for me to make his life a living nightmare.

"Stop whining. What are you like five?" I laughed, mocking him. "You'll be fine, it'll go numb in a few minutes, anyways." I assured him.

That shut him up. I climbed back onto my spot. And flipped through some more files.

It wasn't too hard to ignore the guy, sitting across the room, when he was silent.

"How much time is there left?" It was the first time he'd spoken since his outraged cry.

"I have no idea. You should be keeping track of the time. It's not my leg that could get hypothermia," I said cooly.

Edward didn't find my joke funny at all. "You have an odd sense of humor."

"Do I? Well you have an odd way of welcoming people, so I think we're even," I retorted.

"I don't like being told what to do," he muttered.

"Is that it? Is that the whole reason you were rude two days ago?" I laughed. "If that's it, that's such a stupid reason."

"You don't know anything about me." Edward's voice had dropped, it was more threatening now.

"Well let's see, I know you're a royal class jerk and you deserved to get hurt out on the field."

"Are you saying you wanted me to get hurt? You wanted me to get an injury that could very possibly have ended my career?"

"Don't put words in my mouth," I huffed. "I never want to see anybody get hurt, but in your case, I think it could do you some good."

"I wonder how Billy would feel if he knew that you were threatening athletes?" He raised one eyebrow, his voice steely.

"I wonder how Billy and Coach Clearwater would think if I told them you assaulted me in the locker room? You want your career to end? That would definitely put the nail in the coffin. And I have the bruise to prove it!" I snapped, hopping down from my perch. I stalked over to his table.
"Or I could go to the police. My dad's a police officer," I taunted. "I'm sure he could arrange for some sort of punishment..." I trailed off, raising my eyes to meet his green eyes.

His eyes gave nothing away. He didn't even look worried or even ashamed. There was no doubt about it, he was a cocky son of a bitch.

"You don't scare me." Those were the only words Edward spoke. Clearly, calmly and smoothly. He really wasn't scared, but he should've been. I very seriously could've reported him. Would it really have ended his career? Probably not. But it could've make the entire team look back which could've been detrimental.

"You should be." I pressed.

"I'm not scared of a girl. Especially you." He grinned.

I was done with him. Clearly, he wasn't going to be changing his mind anytime soon.

I started walking away.

"Oh, Bella?"

"What." I turned back to face Edward and my eyes didn't register the water bottle in his hands.

He met my eyes and turned the water bottle, pouring it right onto my chest.

I screamed. The water was ice cold.

"I think my time is up." He smirked, his eyes settling on my chest.

I was only wearing a t-shirt and a sports bra, which provided no protection against the assault of the cold water on my boobs.

He'd known exactly what he was doing with that water bottle. I crossed my arms in attempt to cover myself from Edward's prying gaze. I felt like he was undressing me with his eyes, which was extremely uncomfortable.

I headed over to the hydrocollator, where we kept towels and attempted to dry myself. I was soaked all the way and a stupid hand towel wasn't going to do the trick. I groaned. I didn't want to have to face a bunch of horny guys at practice staring at my chest.

"Or you know, I could stay in a bit longer. Enjoy the view, perhaps?" Edward smirked.

"Get out." I spat.

He didn't move.

"You better not be here when I get back," I said, storming out of the training room.

Oh Edward...smh.

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-marie