Blue Moon (gxg)

"You've got me." (51)

[Warning: blood and swearing]

Instead of feeling pain, I felt a strange rush of euphoria, as if the world had slowed down just for me.
My head spinning with a mix of confusion, making it hard to focus on anything clearly.

My view of the world became clearer only when, a few moments later, I saw a redhead pushing through the crowd toward me.

My heart was dancing in my chest at her sight.

Bella was now in front of me, reaching out her hand, her eyes filled with worry.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
She scanned my boby from top to bottom.

I took her hand, and she held me tightly to help me stand.
How I missed her warm touch.

"Yeah, it's okay, I'm fine. I've just stepped over something." I lowered my gaze, as I quickly hid my injuried hand behind my back, keeping my face neutral.

Bella's worried look focused on that gesture, which she obviously noticed.

"Let me see your hand, please." She urged.
Her voice soft but sharp, like she knew something was off.

"It's nothing, Bella."  I replied, smiling. But she wasn't convinced.

Without saying a word, she stepped closer, her eyes searching mine before she gently reached for my hand.
"Show me, Ellie." She insisted, her fingers brushing over my arm.

Reluctantly, I let her take my hand.
That glass had cut me deeper than I thought, now that I looked at it more carefully.

The moment Bella saw the blood, her jaw tightened.
Her eyes flickered, but she quickly hid it, keeping her expression calm.

"It doesn't hurt me." I stated.
Which is weird but it's the truth.
"We need to get out of here." She affirmed, as she keep scanning first my hand and then around her.

Bella's fingers trace gentle patterns along my waist, holding me close.
"Let's go somewhere quiet."

She led me through the crowd, her hand firm on my waist, her eyes already planning the safest path for us.

I was too focused on the way she was touching me to feel any other pain.
This is how she makes me feel...

We slipped into a quiet corner, away from the noise and the people.
She spotted a chair and tugged it toward me.
"Sit." She ordered softly.

I obeyed, sinking into the chair as my hand was starting to throbbing.

Bella grabbed something from a near table and then knelt down in front of me. My heart skipped a beat.
Her face closer now, her eyes shifting worriedly between my wound and my face.

"We have to press it," She informed me as she put some napkins against my wound.
"This might hurt a little..." She whispered.

I give her a reassuring nod.
Bella pressed it gently but firmly, the urgency in her movements grew as she tried to understand if the bleeding would stop.

I watched her every move and my eyes softened.
"Bella, I really need to tell you that thing, as we haven't finished talking..."
"Not now, Ellie, please." She begged, cutting me off.

She pressed the napkins bandage around my palm, her hands trembling just slightly, like she wasn't sure if she was doing right.

I bit my lips.
"Yes, now." I urged.
Bella raised her gaze and I could see the worry she was trying to hide—it was in the tightness of her jaw, the quickness of her breath.

"Listen... when we're together, everything feels right and without you... nothing makes sense." I smiled, my heart pounding.

Her eyes melted, becoming glossy, reveling both her vulnerability and her concern.