Thanks so much for the support you guys! I love you all, and keep the reviews coming, and again let me know your suggestions, opinions etc and I hope you like this chappy; this next quote has to do with how Edward feels about his life and how everything he does wrong and I think you get where I'm going with this!(:
Try again. Fail again. Fail better. ~Samuel Beckett
"Mr. Cullen you have three broken ribs, one broken middle finger, and just a few cuts and bruises. Other than that you're fine, you'll live" Dr. Gerandy smiled at me once Charlie took me into the ER. He left Bella and the girls at home and brought Emmett and Jasper were here with us too. They were already healed up and stitched but I was still getting examined.
"What are you planning to do doc?" Charlie asked and leaned against the counter with his arms crossed. Dr. Gerandy looked to Charlie and put my medical chart on the counter next to him. He lifted my x-ray of my torso in the air and showed Charlie where the ribs were broken and he went over how to fix it.
"We're going to tape up the ribs, and brace the finger. For the eyebrow I'm afraid stitches will have to go and your lip we'll put some ointment onto it and I'll use two or three stitches onto as well. It'll be fairly tiny, and we have clear stitches for that, so it will be barely noticeable; only if you point it out" He said and examined my beaten face once more.
"Shit. See what you do Edward?" Charlie asked angered. I shrugged and shivered again once the doc's cold hands ran along the cuts of my face.
He injected some morphine into my gash on my eyebrow and I winced. It burned and I clenched my teeth through it.
"What color stitches do you want?" He asked and I started to not feel my cut anymore.
"Yellow" I answered instantly. It was Carlisle's favorite color.
"Alright, its only three stitches so it won't take long." He took his time stitching up my eyebrow and then he did the same to my lip. The familiar burn from morphine hit me and I saw him pull the very short, clear strip and tugged it through my upper lip. I asked him to cut it short so the ends of the ties wouldn't stick out.
"Alright son, we're going to bandage you up in a moment, Charlie your welcome to stay if you want but if you want to wait outside your welcome to" Dr. Gerandy addressed Charlie. He grumbled but stayed in the visitor's chair and I was instructed to remove my shirt. I did as he asked and Charlie rolled his eyes at my abs.
"Masen, how the hell would you have abdominals?" He asked. I shrugged and looked to him.
"I box with Eleazar everyday in basement of my house. Carmen too sometimes" I said as Charlie nodded to himself. I heard Dr. Gerandy unwrap the bandage and he began to bandage my torso up with the thick wide bandage.
"Have you heard from them?" Charlie asked. I shook my head and shivered when Gerandy's cold hands touched my stomach.
"No. I've been calling them though, but they haven't answered. Have you?" I lied. The reason I haven't called was because I was scared of what they would say. I was scared they knew more than I did at the moment and scared of the things that they learned. I wanted to know what was going on in 'Brazil' but I knew it couldn't be good.
"No. Mr. Greene notified them that you were staying with me, so they know all about it" He answered. I sighed and nodded as I felt my torso getting tighter and tighter. It was harder to breathe and the whole time I was thinking of what an asshole James was.
That stupid cock sucking motherfucking douche! If I could beat him all over again I sure as hell would!
"Ok son you're all done. When you shower take it off and have someone wrap it up very tight and very precise and taped up very well. I'll see you next week, same day same time?" He said and I nodded to him.
"That'll be good. Alright, thanks doc. See you in a week" I nodded and he smiled then walked out. I shrugged my shirt on, much harder than I thought it would be, and sat up. Jasper and Emmett walked in and they looked much better also. Emmett grinned and sat on the chair next to me.
"The guys and us are getting a bite to eat at the…restaurant" Emmett winked. I smirked at him.
"Are you going to come?" Jasper asked. I shook my head.
"I can't; not tonight at least." I chucked and gave them a look; "I'm going to Sherri's" I told them. Charlie cleared his throat and looked to me.
"Who is this Sherri?" He asked amused. I flushed lightly and shrugged.
"Mrs. Cope from school, she's pretty much my second mom. I'm going there for dinner tonight, play some video games with her son Casey, and hang out there" I informed and hopped from the examining table.
"Were you thinking of asking me?" He asked with his arms crossed. I shrugged. I didn't even think about telling him about Sherri's and mine relationship.
"Wasn't planning on it" I answered. He narrowed his eyes at me and leaned against the counter.
"As long as you're living in my house you'll live under my rules. Whenever you are to leave the house, you will let me know" He said angrily. I rolled my eyes and shrugged my jacket on.
"Chief, I'm not your kid; you can't tell me what to do. Save that for Bella" I said irritated by the fact he was trying to tell me what to do. Charlie started breathing angrily and ground his teeth.
"You may not be my kid, but as long as I'm providing for you and putting food in your mouth and giving you a room to live in with a roof over your head you might as well be my kid, and I will treat you as such" He spat. I scoffed and looked to Jasper and Emmett who looked like deer caught in the head lights as they looked to the ground. Hell, Emmett was whistling a '50s show tune and Jasper was humming along. The damn idiots.
"Whatever Charlie; I'll be home around midnight, maybe later" I told him and left the examining room then went to my bike. Emmett and Jasper were hot on my tail as well as Charlie. As quick as I could I strapped on my helmet, started up my bike and waited for the guys who hurried along.
"I'll see you guys later tonight; you and the guys meet me by the rocks at 12:30. Bye fuckers!" I yelled over the roar of the bikes and sped off towards Sherri's house. I was looking forward to an American home cooked meal. I parked in my usual spot once I entered the driveway and knocked on the door. Sherri answered with glee and attacked me in a hug.
"Edward! I'm so glad you made it, I thought it was going to have to hunt you down" She laughed. I chuckled at her enthusiasm and nodded. She unstrapped my helmet then gasped at my busted face. Her tiny warm hands ran over my cuts and bruises and I winced but ignored the sting.
"What in the world?" She cried. I waved my hand at her trying to convince her it was nothing even if it did hurt like a bitch and was on prescribed pain meds.
"Tell you at the table, I'm starved. When are we eating?" I asked. She smiled and nodded.
"Right now actually, Casey just got home and Steve did too. We were just about to sit down" She informed. We walked into the kitchen and I saw Casey and Steve arm wrestling on the island in the middle of the kitchen; right next to the crystal salad bowl. I snorted.
"Dad I'm so going to beat you" Casey laughed in pants as his arm trembled. Steve chucked and shook his head. They were both leaned over the counter on both sides of the island and they were red-faced with trembling arms. So far Casey was winning, but not by much. I noticed Steve was out of his formal business attire and was in a pair of jeans and a short sleeved t-shirt. Both of their muscles were bulging and their hands were white from the pressure of squeezing one another's hands.
"I don't think so son, I was on a wrestling team in college and high school. You're just lucky" He said and I laughed which made Casey look up and Steve win.
"Ha! I told you son!" Steve said and Casey glared.
"That was so not a fair win!" He said angrily as the two fought like little kids. I stayed quiet and watched in happiness from next to Sherri. She laughed and rolled her eyes at them. This was what a family was supposed to be like. It's not supposed to be two people who don't have a parental bone in their body and are technically not even American citizens'; it should be two people who have that parental instinct and love towards their child adopted or not. Don't get me wrong, I've said some shit about Carmen and Eleazar and they might have deserved some of it, but in reality without them I would be out on the streets risking my life against the group of dangerous people who took my parents and who could have also taken me. I do care about them and am so grateful for them because I could be with a different pair of WPP workers and it could've been so much worse.
"Edward ruined it!" Casey accused and pouted at me. Sherri rolled her eyes again and sighed and went to stand in between the two boys.
"It was not Edward's fault. You boys right about this almost every day, gosh darn it stop it! I'm hungry so sit your butts down and let's eat dinner and try to be civilized!" Sherri said angrily and the boys instantly stopped fighting and looked to the ground with defeated expressions.
"Sorry Mom"
"Sorry sweetheart"
I found it so intriguing that a woman could have every man in her life, like her husband and son, wrapped around her finger; I barely remember being wrapped around my mother's finger. I watched Steve and Casey follow whatever Sherri said, with complaints might I add, but nonetheless they still did it. I can't imagine even being the tiniest bit whipped by a woman. Even as a child everything that happened to me was all but a blur; I couldn't remember anything. When I was at WPP they told me the trauma probably caused my memory failure. I have small unintentional flashbacks at random times in my life, but other than that I don't have anything else. No pictures, no videos, no belongings of my parents, nothing.
"Let's eat!" Steve grinned and looked to me then looked to Sherri but then his head whipped to mine.
"What the hell happened to your face?" He asked and rushed over to run his fingers along my bruises and newly sewn stitches. I sighed and shrugged from under his touch. Casey came by and examined my face, his hazel eyes tracing every tiny cut, every bruise, and every stitch on my face. His mouth went agape as he saw my eyebrow and blackened eye.
"I got in a fight, Charlie took me to the ER with Jasper and Em" I answered Steve as he stared at my lip.
"Are you ok do you need some Advil or Tylenol?" Casey asked heading to the kitchen. I shook my head and sat at the kitchen table.
"No Casey I'm fine. I've had stitches before; in freshman year someone threw an obsidian rock at me to catch, and instead of landing in my hand it ripped across my hand and cut it open. I was fine back then and I'm fine now. No need to worry lets just eat ok?" I asked of them all. They abided and sat down with me. Sherri set the food on the table. We said prayer and began to eat. I loaded my plate with mashed potatoes and meatloaf with a side salad. Casey was moaning as he ate and Sherri was bopping her head from side-to-side unconsciously.
"Have you heard from Carmen or Eleazar yet?" Sherri asked and stuck a piece of meatloaf into her mouth. She knew about my situation. She was the only one who seemed to be proud of me for sticking it out.
"No, not yet I'm not sure whether or not I should call them. I'm not sure i want to know what's going on" I murmured and ate so more food. Casey nudged with with his foot and made a circle around his ear.
"Someone's has taken a few stupid pills today" He said jokingly, "Why don't you want to know what's going on in Brazil?" He asked as if I told him I had a third nipple. Sherri and Steve gave me a questioning look and I leaned back in my chair.
"Why not?" Steve asked shocked and his eyebrows furrowed. I shrugged and picked at my plate.
"I don't want to be disappointed with the outcome. And…I'm nervous. What if something happened to them?" I asked feeling vulnerable for one of the rare times in my life. Sherri patted my hand and gave me a soft smile.
"Sweetheart nothing happened. Try to be positive and don't worry about it. Now quit all this depressing talk and let's eat. Casey how's school?" She smiled at Casey and he dove into his story about school.
Sherri was right I needed to relax and be positive. I just needed to know how.
Don't yell at me for this late update. I've been working on this and it took me a while because this chapter was hard to write. I know it was a simple, small chapter but my brother (well not my brother, my cousin really but he's technically my brother. My parents adopted him and he has the same last name as me and we call each other brother and sister but I think you get the point) recently got into a motorcycle accident. He had broken ribs and almost broke his back. He's in the hospital until he can at least move, and his bones healed and the complicated things. He's the one that made me finish this chapter for you guys. So thank Cameron y'all(:
XOXO Lizzy