The Bodyguard

Ch7

Ciel's POV

We walk silently downstairs. None of us say a word. We walk to the kitchen and I smell food. "Eat. You're so exhausted that you can barely keep up" I sit down and eat in silence and he just watches me. God this is so fucking uncomfortable, it wasn't like this. I quickly finish eating .

"Thanks for the food. I'll be going now. I knew it was a mistake coming here" I get up to go upstairs but he grabs my wrist. "The hell you're not. You're not going anywhere dressed and looking like that. What the fuck happened to you?" he yells. "You're angry" I point out.

"Ha angry?! I'm fucking furious! YOU NEVER CALLED OR ANYTHING CIEL! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS? SO WHY IS IT THE FIRST TIME I SEE YOU IN 12 yrs ITS LIKE THIS?" he scoffs. "Gray I-" I'm suddenly pulled into a tight embrace. "Do you have any idea of how much I've missed, and worried about you mio cara (my darling)..."

I felt a pain in my chest and a lump in my throat. I hid my face on his chest so he wouldn't see the tears that were threatening to spill. Why am I so fucking pathetic? "Gray I'm sorry ... for everything I swear I'm so fuckin-". "Don't. Just let me hold you a little longer ".

I felt a burden lifted off my chest for a second... why am I like this? "Ciel please talk to me" he lifted my chin so I was now looking at his eyes. I stared at his eyes and I saw pain. I hurt him. How could I hurt my best friend?

"Alright. I'll yell at you later, but first let's get you treated". I follow him to the restroom and he takes out his first aid kit, and he washes his hands. I then sit on the marble sink. He lifts my chin and carefully examines my face and he frowns. He then grabs some tweezers and with a cotton balls.

He gently applies pressure over my cheekbone and my lip. He hands me an ice pack and I press it against my cheek while he examined my knuckles. He applies ointment on my knuckles and my cheek. "The cut on your lip isn't deep so thankfully you won't need stitches" he murmurs. He then bandages my knuckles.

"Take off your shirt" I look up at him in shock. "Excuse me! What?". "Take off your shirt. I need to check for further injuries. It's become apparent to me that you've been fighting. That would explain your injuries. So take off your shirt so I can properly examine you". I want to crawl into a hole and die. I'm gonna be half naked in front of him!

"Turn around" he chuckles. "Prude. It's not like I still won't see" he teases and I have the urge to punch him. "Bastard", I unbutton my shirt and toss it into the sink. "You better not stare or I swear I'll-", he turns around and looks me in the eyes, "You will do what? I don't think you're in any position to threaten me here" I glare at him.

Asshole. "Sit. I need to check for broken bones". I sit on the sink and he looks at my ribs. He then touches my bruised side and I want to hiss out in pain. "Does it hurt?". "No. Your hands are just too cold". He arches an eyebrow, "If you say so". He then touches around and feels for any broken ribs. His hands then stop just below my breast. I notice that he's looking at my tattoo. His finger traces over my tattoo, "Always & Forever" he reads. I nod, "Yeah it's something my mother always used to tell me". He looks up at me, "Its beautiful". He keeps inspecting.

"No broken ribs but you'll be left with some severe bruising. Go lay down in bed and ice it to reduce the swelling. Later I'll apply some ointment and I'll bandage it". I put my shirt on and go lie in bed with the ice packs. "Does it hurt?" He asks again. I pause. I want to let out a laugh. Does it hurt? No. Not really. "It doesn't even hurt". He simply nods still not believing her. "Get some rest. Once I bandage it I'll give you some pain killers to help with the pain". I end up falling asleep.

________Grayson's POV_______

"Does it hurt?" I asked again. "It doesn't even hurt". When she said those words she sounded so empty. As if she really felt no pain. Just what kind of pain has she endured to make this look like nothing in comparison? I let out a sigh.

I watch her fall asleep. She must be exhausted and in so much pain even if she denies it. I let out a sigh of relief.  However I still can't help worry. What happened to her? My mind kept going to those injuries in her body. Not the new ones, but the old ones. As he inspected her more closely he could see faint old scars in her body. In her arms and in her stomach ... everywhere. The biggest ones were in her abdomen, and her left thigh. They were now small and healed. You couldn't really see them very well, but they were still there. They seemed to be a stab marks. And that truly worried him.

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I've missed her so much. I want her to talk to me but she won't. This girl is stubborn as hell. She won't give. To others she may be cold, distant, arrogant even, but in reality she has a big heart. She's kind and warm. Her personality doesn't allow her to show that. She's an introvert. She keeps to herself and doesn't smile much anymore. She has trouble expressing her feelings. She probably keeps everything inside.

She's changed. Ever since her parents passed away. She was no longer the sweet, carefree, joyful girl I knew. She shut everybody off and closed herself off to everyone and everything. The last time I saw her ... her parents were still alive, after they died Ciel just disappeared. Last he heard was she was sent off by her grandfather.

I think I need to give her some space right now. I reach next to her to pull the covers when she grabs my wrist. "Don't leave... Stay with me. I don't wanna be alone any ... more " she mumbles. Her eyes are closed. She's half asleep but yet her grip on my hand is so strong. "I won't". I pull the covers and lay down next to her. I make sure to give her space.
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Sean O'pry - Grayson Pierce