Playing with fire

My fault

Thanks for all your replies, sorry for the delay with this part I've had such a manic week! Hope you enjoy this update :) kendal-Rose xx

"I'm worried about her Charlie," Rita told him, "she's hardly left his side,"

"Can you blame her Rita? She thinks this is all her fault,"

Rita exhaled, "the agency nurse is driving me nuts, id do anything to have Jacob back,"

Charlie smiled, "I've taken her home to get a change of clothes and make her eat, I don't know how else to help her."

Rita placed a hand on his arm, "I believe we're doing all we can," she nodded, "there's nothing else we can do."

She woke a few days later as she felt gentle finger tips running up and down her her arm, "Jacob?" She whispered and he smiled, "Hi sweet cheeks,"

She handed him a glass of water, watching as he sipped it slowly,

"How are you feeling?" She asked, the relief that spread through her something she'd never experienced before.

"All the better for seeing you," he smiled and she couldn't help but laugh at him,

"I see nothing stops your humour," she smiled and his heart leapt as her eyes gave away just how sad she'd been. She went to stand up and he watched her closely,

"Don't you close up on me now," he told her, "not after everything we've been through to get here,"

She sat on the edge of his bed, "I thought Id lost you," she told him quietly, "and I've never felt so empty." He could see how she still found it so hard to tell him how she felt; and he appreciated just how honest she was with him.

He ran his fingertips across her cheeks, smiling as she placed her hand over his, "I've waited my whole life to meet a girl like you," he told her truthfully, "a few stab wounds won't hold me back,"

She smiled and he closed his eyes, "you need to go home and get some rest," he whispered,

"I'm fine here," she smiled, "or at least I would be if you'd move over a bit,"

He pulled back the sheets and cuddled her gently, breathing in the smell of her shampoo as she pressed her lips to him neck,

"How long have I been out?"

"Go to sleep," she told him, "we have all the time in the world to talk,"

He pulled her closer to him and kissed her hair, "You're the most beautiful sight to wake up too," he told her gently.

She looked up and caressed his cheek softly, "sleep," she told him, "let me look after you for once"

"Be careful," she warned him as she watched him sit on the edge of the bed and walk the few steps to the chair. He sat down slowly, swearing as he did so.

Connie watched him and felt the tears spring to her eyes again,

"Hey," he told her, taking her hand and squeezing it as she sat down beside him, "don't cry,"

"I'm so sorry," she whispered, tears rolling down her tired cheeks, "this is all my fault,"

He shook his head, "none of this is your fault..." He smiled, "you know, technically it's mine... I sat next to you in the bar that night and bought you a drink,"

She smiled and he nodded, "that's better,"

"I'm still sorry,"

"I'm okay," he told her,

She leaned forwards and kissed him tenderly, her hand gently on his cheek,

"I love you," she told him quietly and he kissed her once more,

"I love you too."