Bellezza Swan | A Carlisle Cullen Love Story

Chapter Twelve: Together

          His cold hands cupped my face when he pulled me up for a kiss. It wasn't unwelcome and he was gentle with me. My hands held his wrists and I kissed him back. He inhaled quickly when I did that and he pulled away.

          "I-I'm sorry," I said and gripped my towel.

          He covered his mouth with the back of his hand, "No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have."

          I shook my head, "I didn't mind. Um, I need to get dressed. I'm sorry you had to clean my bathroom. This is really embarrassing."

          His eyes met mine briefly but they were black, "Where can I set up your IV?"

          I blinked at him changing the topic, "Um, one moment."

          I shuffled out of the bathroom and frantically went through my closet. I need to get dressed. I found a hooded tank top and my favorite sweats. Luckily, I had some clean underwear that I put on. Carlisle was patiently waiting for me to get dressed and I quickly picked up my room. My bed hasn't been used since I've been sleeping on the couch or floor. I sat on the edge of my bed and crumpled over. My head was pounding.

          "Belle!" Carlisle came in with a couple of bags, "Hang on! I'll get you set up in a moment!"

          I groaned in response and he brought out an IV bag. I noticed he brought a couple of those and he used my bed post to hold it up. He took my arm and inserted the tube into me. It hurt for a moment but it began to help immediately.

          I started to cry and covered my eyes with my other forearm, "I'm really sorry, Carlisle."

          His cold hand held my other hand, "Belle, why are you sorry?"

          "I-I should have been taking care of myself. You shouldn't have to do this," I whimpered.

          His cold finger startled me when he wiped my tear from my cheek, "Belle, look at me."

          I sniffled and slid my forearm over my forehead to look at him. He had a soft expression on his face and smiled at me.

          He squeezed my hand, "I want to be here with you. I'm sorry. I should have come sooner. You shouldn't have been alone."

          I interlocked my fingers with his, "Can I make this up to you?"

          His head tilted, "Make this up to me?"

          I sat up and wiped my face, "With a proper date?"

          He chuckled and lifted my chin with his pointer finger, "We can take this slow, Belle. You're going through a lot and I'm not going anywhere. I'm quite serious about you."

          My stomach growled and I sheepishly looked away, "O-Ok."

          He rummaged through the second bag and he brought out a take out container, "So, you like Italian food?"

          I eagerly took it from him, "I do. Thank you, Carlisle."

          He stood to check on my IV and I felt bad about him standing around. I tried to eat what I could with him monitoring me. I ate about half of it and he took it from me to put it in my fridge.

          When he returned, he hooked me up to a second bag, "I'll stop by tomorrow to check on your health. You can eat the rest in the morning and I want you to hydrate."

          I snickered, "Yes, Dr. Cullen."

          He glanced at me with a smirk, "Your sense of humor was missed. I'm glad to see you smiling."

          I blushed and smiled at him, "It's been a while. I missed you."

          His lips parted and he put his pointer finger under my chin, "You missed me?"

          I nodded slowly and found it hard to breathe, "I-I did."

          His thumb played with my lower lip and pulled it down before releasing it, "I've missed you dearly, kitten."

          I turned red and my heart was going to burst, "Will you stay with me, Carlisle?"

          He took off his coat in response. I gulped and my head was a mess. After he made sure the second IV bag was done, he took out the tube and quickly bandaged me before I could bleed. He seemed impatient. He put his coat over my bed post and was taking off his belt while taking off his shoes.

          "Bellezza, do you want us to be together?" he asked as he approached me.

          I started to scoot back from the edge of the bed as he crawled over me, "I want us to be together. Do you want this?"

          His lips brushed my ear, "I want you, kitten."