Our Love Story (rolivia)

Chapter 5

A Few Hours Later...3:09 AM

I awaken to the feeling of someone crawling into bed next to me. After wiping the sleep out of my eyes, I sit up, turn the bedside lamp on, and look to my left.

"Hey baby. I'm sorry I woke you up. Are you ok?" Liv asks me. I shake my head no.

"What's wrong?" Liv asks me.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be working on the case?" I ask Liv.

"Captain told me to come check on you, so here I am." Liv says.

"I'm fine Liv. Go back to work." I say angrily.

"Ok. I'm going to pretend that you didn't just yell at me, and leave. I love you Amanda. Call me if you need anything, ok?" Liv asks me.

"Ok." I mumble. After Liv gives me a kiss on the forehead, she leaves the room. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Stupid Liv. Now I can't go back to sleep. Fuck! I throw the covers off of me and get out of bed. I make my way to the bathroom, and after taking off my boxers, I turn the shower on, and once the water is hot, I step into the shower and start cleaning off. I wrap my hand around my semi-hard cock, and start stroking myself. Damn it Amanda. You told yourself you weren't going to do this anymore. Masturbating while angry leads to rashes on your penis. Rashes on your penis leads to itching. Itching leads to scratching...so forth and so on. If you're going to masturbate, do it gently. I stop stroking myself, pick up a bottle of soap, squirt some into my right hand, set the bottle down, and start stroking myself again. Thoughts of Liv start running through my head. Liv on here knees with my cock in her mouth. Liv riding me. A few minutes later, I cum, screaming Liv's name. I start pounding on he wall of the shower with my left fist and I let out a yelp as I feel a bone in my left hand crack.

"Ohhhh fuck. Oh god. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck!" I yell as loud as I can. My hand is pounding and I let out a groan. I turn the water off in the shower, get out of the shower, dry off using my right hand, and exit the bathroom. I quickly put on some clothes, and grab my cell phone. I press down on the home button. It beeps, and I say...

"Call Liv." I mumble.

"Calling Liv mobile." Siri says. I put the phone to my ear. A few seconds later...

"Benson." Liv says.

"Liv, it's Amanda. I'm...I'm just calling to tell you that I'm going to go to the hospital to get my hand checked out. While...while I was in the shower, I hit the shower wall a few times, and I felt a bone in my hand crack, and I think my hand is broken." I say.

"Jesus Amanda. Are you ok? Are you in pain? Do you want me to come get you?" Liv asks me.

"I'm...I'm in a great deal of pain, and no, I don't want you to come get me. I'll be fine. I'll see you soon, ok?" I ask Liv.

"O...ok. Call me when you get done at the hospital, ok?" Liv asks me.

"Ok. I...I love you Liv. I'm...I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier. I'm just...I'm trying to work through some things right now...you know?" I ask Liv.

"Yeah, I know. Everything is going to be ok baby...I promise. We're going to catch her killer, and put him behind bars for the rest of his life." Liv says.

"You're...you're right. I'll call you later...love you, bye." I say.

"I love you too, bye." Liv says. After hanging up my phone, I put it into my pocket, grab my wallet, and keys, and exit the apartment.

Two Hours Later...5:45 AM

"The X-Rays came back negative. There are no broken bones in your left hand." Dr. Mathers says.