Chapter twenty-one
"Are you going to show up like this every morning?" Was Sarah's greeting as she pulled the front door open, she already knew who was there.
"Until you go see him, yeah." Aaron walked past, Eliot had been awake for three days and she had yet to go visit.
"I already told you I'm not going. I have other things to do." Sarah huffed pulling her feet up and under her on the couch.
"Like what? You've been moping around like a ten year old for days now and aren't those yesterdays pajamas?" She looked a mess and he knew she was close to caving.
"I'm not moping and I'm not going."
"Is it really him you're mad at or are you made at yourself?" He was just fishing now but maybe she'd open up.
"Of course it's him I'm mad it! Last time I checked he's the liar not me!" She yelled at her brother, how he saw her in the wrong was beyond mind boggling.
"You're lieing to yourself with that one." Aaron shrugged simply.
"What the hell did I lie about? He's the one who came to my house with his boyfriend forgetting to mention just that fact!"
"And are you forgetting he didn't just show up with his boyfriend? You invited them."
"Only because I wanted Eliot to come over and he wouldn't of if that jackass was left without a ride."
"And that is where we were both stupidly blind." Aaron had realized this after his conversation with Eliot but apparently Sarah had yet to do the same.
"How?" Sarah would have been insulted if he hadn't just insulted himself as well.
"What was his excuse for not being able to come?"
"I just said he was Nate's ride, that's why I invited the man to begin with." Just thinking of him made her angry.
"But they left after that anyway. If he couldn't stop by because he needed to drop him off somewhere okay it sort of makes sense but they were gone for over two hours. That should have been long enough to drop him off nearly anywhere. If we weren't so busy at the time we would've seen the gaping hole in the middle of that excuse."
Okay she didn't know how she'd missed that, "He still lied though."
"Oh come on Sarah, give him a break. Did you really expect him to just come in and announce having a boyfriend like it was Sunday paper news?" Now that would have been a sight.
"Well of course you feel like that, he told you he was gay, you didn't have to get it rubbed in your face by his boyfriend!"
"He didn't tell me, I figured it out myself. He just confirmed it and I'd feel the same even if I hadn't known. He barely knows Ashlee and with mom and dad here would you really have revealed such a secret if you were in his spot?" He wanted her to stop worrying about her bruised ego and to start seeing reason.
"He could've told me though, he should've told me." She mumbled curling closer to the corner of the couch.
"So that's what this is about." Sometimes it was hard to believe he was indeed the youngest. "People hide things like this for years Sarah. They hide it from everyone, even themselves sometimes and that's got nothing to do with anyone but them. Just because he didn't tell you this doesn't mean he doesn't trust you, though I wouldn't with how supportive and all you've been lately." The smack he got for that was to be expected.
"You remember when we used to tell eachother everything?" Sarah looked at her brother as she let his words sink in.
"Yeah, I was playing with race cars and you still thought boys were icky." He shook his head at that, he was sure their youth held the main reason why they had been so honest. "Things change Sarah and so do people, and it's your choice to either adjust to those changes or move on. So are you going to stay ticked about something that you have no control over or will you get over yourself and forgive him?" Maybe it was harsh but he couldn't remember the last time their not talking had been willingly and he didn't like it.
"How is he?" Aaron had told her he was awake and doing good but other than that she'd been too stubborn to listen.
"Go see for yourself." Eliot had done alot for them and that was probably a big reason why she held him with such high regard, but the disadvantage of being up so high was the long fall down.
"No," maybe she was scared or maybe she wasn't ready to eat crow. "I already told you I'm not going."
"I can't believe you," Aaron shook his head as he stood to leave. "call me when you decide you're going to act thirty instead of three." He had tried but the rest was up to her and good luck to Eliot with telling her about the team.
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"Are you ready to get those stitches removed?" Dr. Torlyn asked as he entered the room glad to see Nate wasn't there. The man was a near constant nag and had once again in not so many words called him incompetent.
"Ain't it a little early to be pullin' stitches out? If I ain't mistaken they'd be what's holding everything in, Right?" From the moment they had met Hardison hadn't trusted this mans opinions but for some reason Nate had yet to make him disappear.
"I'll only be removing the ones from your upper arm and temple." Dr. Torlyn spoke to "Spencer" as he started preparing his supplies.
"Why?" Hardison could tell he was being ignored but that wouldn't stop him from making himself heard or being answered.
"They're superficial cuts Hardison." Eliot huffed as the doctor began his work and the annoying tug started. "If you leave stitches in too long they'll become part of the healing process and as much as the scars work for my image I'm not diggin' the idea of a train track pattern on my face." So it was a bit sarcastic but he had been in the same spot for nearly a week and it was starting to weigh. Not to mention he had earned himself near constant pain, sleep had become non-existant, he was being left mainly in the dark about his injuries, the case involving his accident, and his appearance for he had been refused when asking for a mirror.
"What about the others?" Hardison had stood from his chair and was watching carefully as Dr. Torlyn moved to Eliot's forehead.
"The ones on the back of your head and wrist will come out at the beginning of next week, the three on your foot are disolvable, and the ones on your thigh will be there for another ten days at least Spencer." The steel blue eyes that were looking up at him were unnerving and he was doing his best to get things done quickly.
"What about showering?" Eliot was sure the list of things to be wrapped and covered would be a long one but he'd like to bathe.
"Until after I've removed the stitches from the back of your head I don't think that's a good idea but if you'd like to freshen up I'll gladly send the nurse in." Dr. Torlyn offered as he collected his tray and moved to exit.
"No thank you." Eliot dismissed. His day nurse had turned out to be a walking talking sexual harassment case and as ripe as he felt he preferred it to the discomfort she'd surely bring.
"Another thing to add to the list." Hardison was already making notes to pick up waterless shampoo. "And don't look at me like that either, if you want to get cleaned up you'll have to wait for Nate to get back cause I don't do spongebaths."
"Don't flatter yourself." Eliot was almost positive he'd ask Sophie for help bathing before he'd ask Hardison.
"WOAH, that's a lot of leg to be showin' considerin' what you was just sayin'!" Eliot had pulled the sheet from his lower half and hadn't even bothered with trying to readjust his gown.
"How does that look to you?" He ignored Hardison's dramatics as he glanced toward his injured joint.
"Like I said a lot of leg, a lot of colorfully broken leg." He was very uncomfortable with their current situation.
"The knee Hardison! What did the doc say about my knee?" It seemed to be the spot a good deal of his pain generated from and going by his last inspection he'd say it was getting worse.
"That it was severely bruised and it would probably be two weeks before you'd be able to bend it without feeling the urge to scream." So it was more like a loose translation than the doctors actual words but it all summed up the same. "Why?"
"Look at this."
"What am I looking at?" He had come around the bed and was currently staring intently at the joint. Eliot sounded suspicious and that had him suspicious.
"This right here is blood pooling." Eliot pointed out awkwardly with his thumb. "That mark has widened significantly since I saw it last."
"And?" Hardison wondered as he replaced the sheet for Eliot having seen enough.
"I'd say it's a hematoma."
"What happens if it keeps growing?" He had reclaimed his chair watching as Eliot tried moving around, he was clearly uncomfortable.
"It'll need to be drained." He sighed as he reflexively rolled his shoulder to stretch out the stiffness, a surgery no matter how small was not a joyful thought.
"Does it hurt?" Hardison hadn't thought much about the healing process which he was just now noticing to be stupid on his part but Eliot clearly wouldn't be bouncing back from this one as quickly as he had the other times he'd been injured.
"No, it tickles." Eliot grumbled as he tried untangling his remote and call button without much success.
"I meant like bad though." He took another glance at Eliot's knee before helping to untwine the cords much to the other mans annoyance.
"Like hell Hardison." He only wished it was a lie. He had become accustomed to pain over the years but it wasn't something you ever got used to and the emotional turmoil it tended to drag up wasn't any better.
"I wonder if they have a decent sports channel." It had been a dumb question since he wouldn't be able to do anything about it anyway so he figured he'd try for distraction.
Settling in his chair he took one more glance at Eliot before he began surfing the hospitals crappy cable, public broadcasting would be better.
E/N: I'm really starting to like Aaron, it seems like that rebel streak just might have left him knowing a thing or two.
Sarah seems stubborn but I guess it's understandable, I mean you think you know a person?
No Nate in this chapter? That in itself is shocking but I wanted drama free and lately he just seems to bring it in truck loads.
Poor Dr. Torlyn, I think Eliot's the only one that will actually be giving him a break throughout.
Looks like Hardison was left hittersitting, lucky him, lol
And Eliot, ehh we don't even need to go there.
As for questions.
Who likes Stan?
Should he make an official appearance or are we good with mere mentions?
Who wants to see Sophie actually have something more with him or should he find out he could very possibly be nothing more than a rebound?
How many more breakups should Eliot and Nate have? HAHA JOKE, well maybe :#
Should we give Sarah the whole story like Aaron got? Cause with the way she's acting now I don't think she's going to take it well.
IDK, LET ME KNOW
THANKS