Please, let me help you

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**18+ Warning**

**18+ Warning**

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Shame. Patience. You were going through several emotions. Sitting in his car I could feel my ribs screaming with soreness. The good part about feeling the pain was that it wasn't pointed, and my breathing wasn't sharp. That meant no splintering, maybe there was just a crack, you would wrap it when you get home. You had requested your homework for the next few days today, you told them you had to attend to some items with your grandmother at the hospital.

I should just tell Eddie about the hospital. I should tell Eddie everything.

Eddie is silent while driving, he taps his fingers on the steering wheel, you squeeze your hands together in your lap. The drive is only five, maybe ten minutes but it felt like an eternity. As you pull up to your house you look over at him, he turns off the van and then takes a deep breath, "okay, let's get you cleaned up and then can we talk, yea?"

Panic sets in. I don't want him to dislike me. I couldn't breathe, I have never felt like this, I placed a hand on my chest, and I could feel the tears falling. Why was this trapped feeling coming on now, you had been doing so well. Eddie looked over and then placed his hand on yours, he breathed in, "I want you."

Three words. It was not the usual three words a girl wants to hear but it was enough to calm me back down. My feelings were all over the place and I saw his eyes soften, "Ellie, I want you. I am not going anywhere."

"Why? You just watched me just throw a fight to make money. I am disgusting..."

"You are fucking beautiful." Eddie now was leaning his forehead against yours. His eyes looked into yours and he kissed you, his tongue pushed past your lips, and he cupped your cheeks. His hands were soft on your skin and his tongue was moving skillfully with his lips. You swiped your tongue against his and placed your hands on his. You moan a tiny bit into his mouth and that makes him smile, he goes to pull away and you whine. This makes him smile more and he takes a breath, "I was not upset with you, I just want to help."

I took a breath, "I'm not good at letting people help."

Eddie chuckled, "I can tell." At that you then start to shift and move to open the door. Eddie jumped out of the van and ran around to your door. He held up his hand and looked at you, "where can I touch?"

The smile on your face must have been big cause he started to laugh, "where can I touch to help you get out of the van?" He lifted his eyebrow and smiled, "I will have to remember to ask again later."

I smiled as he helped me get down from the van, you then notice your legs are feeling stronger and you smile, "I think my muscle fatigue is getting better. I will be able to shower now. I was worried you were going to have to hold me up while I showered."

Eddie whined, "I can still help."

I smiled at his small complaint, "Eddie, we are already moving faster than I have ever gone, I don't want to scare you."

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