Fall For You

You Make It Easy

You took on my rough around the edges
Never let it ruffle up your feathers, angel
Yeah I'm down for life, you got me wrapped around your finger
And I like it just in case you can't tell

You make it easy
Lovin' up on you
Make it easy
With every little thing you do
You're my sunshine in the darkest days
My better half, my saving grace
You make me who I wanna be
You make it easy

Stealin' kisses undercover babe
I see forever when I see your face
And I swear God made you for me

-You Make it Easy by Jason Aldean

The next time Derek woke up was about 12 hours later. I had crawled into bed next to him to take a nap around noon, exhausted out of my mind from being up for around 24 hours. I was woken up by Derek sticking his finger in my ear. I opened my eyes and glared at him.

"Can I help you?" I asked sleep heavy in my voice.

"I have to pee." I blinked at him.

"Okay?"

"I have to pee, and I need your help getting to the bathroom." I sighed and rolled myself out of bed. I headed over to his side and looked at his back. The wound was about a third of the way healed now and relief flooded through me knowing that he was going to be okay.

"Well you're going to have to roll over for starters." I told him. I watched him suck in a deep breath before rolling over as fast as he could. A stinging pain shot through my back and I watched Derek cringe trying to hold back a cry of pain.

"Slower is probably better in this case dear. Let's try to do this without causing either of us more pain than necessary." I told him as if he were a child. He just glared at me. I reached a hand out towards him.

"Alright let's get you sitting up. Do you want to actually go to the bathroom or would you rather me find you a bottle?" I questioned.

"I'm not pissing in a bottle." I shrugged. He grabbed onto my hand and slowly we pulled him into a sitting position. He let out a groan of pain at finally being sat up. He slowly released my grip and placed both hands on the bed turning himself so that his feet dangled over the edge.

"You doing okay?"

"My back has a bunch of holes in it. How do you think I'm doing?" I rolled my eyes and chose not to comment. He was obviously in pain, and for the moment could have a pass to be a douche without me calling him out on it.

"Alright green eyes. Stand when you're ready." He nodded taking another deep breath to center himself before he began to push off from the bed reaching out with one hand when he was about half way up.

I grabbed onto his arm helping him to stand the rest of the way.

"You know I think I have some Vicodin from when I got my wisdom teeth out a couple months ago. You wanna try taking some of that?" I asked him as I slipped under his shoulder to help steady him. He nodded, face clenched in pain.

It took us a few minutes to get to the bathroom taking it one step at a time. Echoes of pain shooting through my back the whole way there.

Once he was finished and back in bed I went back to the bathroom filling a glass of water and grabbing the bottle of pills. There was still 10 in there that I hadn't used. I pulled out two figuring that with Derek's werewolf metabolism that'd be an okay dose considering they had told me to only take one. I put the pills into his mouth and he greedily drank from the straw sucking down the whole glass of water.

"Do you want to try eating something?" I questioned.

"No. Go back to sleep. We both need more rest." He told me. I nodded agreement and climbed back into bed falling asleep almost instantly.