And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 57 - Body

The next three days were spent of Rhea constantly asking me questions. If I was okay. How I was feeling. If I was in any pain. If I was hungry. Thirsty and so on.

We would eat, sleep, talk and sometimes I'd convince Rhea to kiss me, just once and very quickly.

She didn't touch me more than she should. Even when I asked to cuddle, she'd only rub up and down my arm.

Needless to say, I was looking forward to leaving today.

It was just to sit on the plane all day, but I have more freedom hopefully.

I was feeling well. Just had to move slowly and take my time twisting or reaching for anything.

I was waiting in the locked rental car while Rhea went inside to grab our bags. It'd take for too long for me to follow her up there, so I convinced her to go and just lock the car.

But she wasn't fine with that.

So I was on a phone call with her as she went up to get them. "I'm nearly done, angel. Did you leave anything sneaky anywhere?"

I laughed but hissed quietly when my stomach stung. "What do you mean anything sneaky?"

"Who knows with you... Any lollipops or something cute like that." Rhea laughed.

God, she was insane. Getting to the airport, I had to tell her she was actually making me walk slower with the hand she had on my hip.

But she walked beside me the whole way, watching me instead of the way she was going. She shouldered a lot of people out of the way so we didn't have to walk more than we have to.

She was on another level of protective and care now.

There were steps to the plane, which I automatically knew they were going to be a problem. They were so steep and so many of them.

"I can't even carry you, Flo. Let me ask if they have an alternate way." Rhea waved over an air hostess that was near and asked.

I felt a little embarrassed about it, but Rhea waited patiently as they used a small lift to get me to the plane. They even offered us seats with more leg room, as they had the available seats.

"Thanks." Rhea mumbled to the air hostess before turning to me. "You're feeling ok?"

"Rhea." I rolled my eyes. "You asked that 20 minutes ago."

Rhea put her hand on my knee. "And you've moved a lot since 20 minutes."

"I was just lifted up a flight of stairs. I've hardly moved." I assured her. "I'm fine, Rhea."

"Ok." Rhea whispered.

"Oh, shit..." I mumbled. Putting my hands on my head.

"What is it, Flo?" Rhea snapped, sitting up and in a state of worry.

I huffed. "My carry bag is in my suitcase and my pills are in there." I closed my eyes and rested my head back annoyed.

"Maybe we can see if they-"

"Rhea." I cut her off. "They aren't going to find my exact suitcase so I can get 1 thing from it."

Rhea began to talk. "But it's important-"

"I'll survive." I replied. "Some water would be nice, maybe some food." I said to try and take her mind off the pills for the moment.

We drink some water and eat a bit of food as we take off. We passed time by talking about the medications I had to take now, we'll mainly Rhea putting it on her calendar to remind me daily. Then she took my phone and put it on mine to remind me.