Love Does Exist (Ross & Heather Fanfiction)

Chapter 32 Guardian Angels

When I wake up, I can't find Ross. Rydel is in the chair next to the bed. I try to yell for Ross, but I can't speak. She hears me. "Hey Sweetie, it's okay. We are all here." She covers my ear. "ROSS!" She yells out for him, than uncovers my ear again, and starts stroking my hair. I hear foot steps running down the hallway, than I hear Ross' voice.

"It's okay. I'm right here." He kisses my cheek. "Thanks Rydel." He picks me up in his arms and sits back down on the bed. I see everyone, even Ryland, watching concerned. I clutch to him burying my face in his shirt. He starts the soothing again. "Sshhhhh!"

I couldn't cry anymore. I started sobbing harder. "Can you go get a glass of water, please Sis?" I hear her get up from the chair. A few seconds later she comes back. Ross takes one arm off of me, and I clench tighter. He has the water with a straw, and holds it toward me. I try to drink, but it hurt too bad, and it would go down and choked me. Once I finally got that down, I realized how thirsty I actually was. It didn't stop hurting going down, but it felt good at the same time. When the glass was gone, he asked me if I wanted more. I nodded and buried back in his chest feeling drained.

"She needs to eat something. She hasn't eaten since yesterday morning." Rydel's voice was full of concern. Was it really the next day? Did I really sleep all day and all night? Did Ross sleep? Did any of them sleep? What time was it? Millions of questions started pouring into mine, but one I avoided thinking about. If it was true, I didn't want to be reminded of it.

I looked up at Ross, he leant down and kisses my nose. I feel a slight smile creep across my face. I could see him smiling too. His expression answered the question that I didn't want to know when his smile became a face of failure. I tried again to smile, and held it for a few seconds. His smile came back and he laid his forehead against mine. "I love you." He whispered. I tried to talk, I wanted to tell him I loved him too, but I couldn't find the words to say. He could tell. "It's okay." He whispers again and kisses me softly on the lips. I smile, and this time it took no effort. He laughed a tiny giggle.

I hear Rydel clear the doorway and it closes. I look at him, glad he was here. If he wasn't, or his family, I would be lost. I probably would have drove until I crashed. But I had Ross, and he found me and made the hard times better. We have only been in a relationship for just over two weeks, and he was all I had left. I force myself to speak. "Am I still in trouble?" My voice sounded awful and it hurt to talk, but I could smile.

He laughed. "I'm letting off with a warning this." We laugh. I could see the relief in his face when I laugh. It was so different than the last face I saw on him yesterday. Even Rydel when I first woke up just now. He's smiling back at me, rubbing my face softly. I try to lean up to kiss him, but I can't move. I was weak. He leans down. The kiss is so soft. So gentle, I wanted better than that. I shake my hand all the way to the back of his neck. I stretch as far as I could and pull him the rest of the way. I force him to him to kiss my better. His lips part, but he isn't going full force.

I pull away and smile collapsing against his chest once again. The smile if success makes him laugh. It's a laugh of relief, the best kind. Deep inside it still hurt as bad, but I was convincing him and everyone else it was easier. I accepted what happened. Everyone was concerned. I could cry later, but right now I needed to eat. My stomach was protesting. "Do you want me to bring you something to eat?" I nod no, and go to stand up. He doesn't stop me, he helps me. I stand still to catch my balance, than like a child learning to walk for the first time, I took that first step. Every step was weaker and more wobbly than the last. When I made my way into the dining area, I ignored the eyes on my, and so did Ross. He helped me into my seat, and went to open a can of soup.

I took it down fast. The warmth felt good. I could feel the energy coming back as I ate, and energy lead to energy to cry again. I fought it, forcing myself to smile and laugh. When I was done, Ross took the bowl to the kitchen, than helped me get to the living room. Nobody stared this time, just smiled at me. Riker, who was laying down across half the couch, sat up when he saw me. He patted the cushion next to him, and I sat down, Ross sat down on my other side. I leaned against him watching them play their video.

There is was in the corner of the room. My good memory from yesterday. I recognized the case, the logo in pink, purple and white matching the instrument. I stare at it. I notice Riker put his arm around me to reach Ross to get his attention, than eye point me. I feel his body move as he looks at what I am staring down. I shouldn't, not right now. But I wanted to so bad. Maybe not being alone for one second, it wouldn't go back to the way it was. "Do you want play?" Ross whispers to me.

I think it through, wondering if I should. I knew what could happen if I did, just like before. But I thought quick. I was alone a lot, and I was younger. I nod, and Riker gets up to get it. He lays the case down and removed the instrument from the case. He brings it over while I sit up. I already felt better just looking at it. From my corner vision, Ryland elbows Rocky and he puts the controller. I pretend I didn't see it.