*Ella's POV again*
He was being protective – an emotion that no one had ever showed towards me before. It lifted my life onto a thin cloud in the sky and made me soar above the birds in a lift of happiness and contentment.
However, it strangled me. Not physically, obviously. But each time he asked about my hand, how I was or wrapped me up in those arms it felt like I needed one moment to break free.
But I couldn't tell him to back off. A person inside my head dragged the words away each time I tried to.
"Your hand should be fine," Carlisle mummed while wrapping my right fingers in blue tape. "It's just your knuckles that you've broken, thank God." My other left hand was being held by Seth who was staring intently at everything Doctor Cullen did.
"How long will it take to heal?" I pied up.
"I will check on it in a couple of days, if it's still not heeling or if there's a sign of infection I will have to apply a cast or put pins to join the bones together." He answered staring into my eyes, apology written across them.
'Please heal' I spoke to myself fearing the needles that would be needed if it didn't.
"It should do, the X-ray I took shows a clean break. You should be perfectly fine." He smiled to me reassuringly. "When you are back to health though, don't punch a Cullen." He chuckled.
"Can I go now?" I wondered while jumping up, I was on constant edge with the blood and needles in the white hospital.
"Yes, when you get home put some ice on it to lessen the swelling and bruising, I'll bring home your prescription in about half hour max."
"Are you certain that she'll be Ok?" They were the first words out of Seth's mouth since we entered Carlisle's office.
"Yes she will just keep an eye on her if she faints or looks dizzy, phone me straight away."
"I am here you know!" I snapped at them both "And I didn't whack my head, I'll be fine." I shook them off. "See you later Carlisle," I waved to him while walking out my coat and hat in my hands.
"So about the kiss earlier…" Seth started as he stared out of the window screen of Edwards Volvo; we were the only people in the car.
I automatically cringed at the subject her brought up "Yeah…"
"What did you think of it?" he wisped while glancing at me from the corner of his eye.
I moved around my seat changing the position of my legs so that my knees were on the black leather, tucked into my chest. What was I supposed to say to this?
"It was okay," I stuttered out as the first thing popped into my head.
"Just Okay," He flinched, maybe that wasn't the right word to use.
"No Seth, I didn't mean it in that way." I rubbed my right fingers as the pain began to surface once again. "What would you like me to say?" I asked.
"Just forget I said anything," He mumbled.
We went back to silence after this.