Sway with Me

Chapter Forty-Two: Boring Bed Rest

Isabelle grumbled annoyed as she lay in bed, she hated that she was on bed rest right now even if it was for the best; she wasn’t allowed to start physio for another few weeks to ensure that she was healed enough.

Cristiano chuckled stepping into the room, he knew that she was growing bored and he didn’t blame her; he was doing her best to keep her entertained while she was on bed rest.

“I got you some lunch,” Cristiano said smiling, he wished that there was more that he could do to help her and it would take time for her to get used to being in bed all the time.

Isabelle smiled at him, she was glad that she had Cristiano looking after her; she knew that her mother would have smothered her and made her doubt her decision to fight for her career.

“Gracias,” Isabelle said eyeing the sandwich and fruit salad that Cristiano had brought her for her lunch; she was surprised at how attentive he was being with her.

Cristiano nodded his head and set the tray on her lap, they were home alone since Dolores had gone shopping and had taken Junior with her.

“When do you go back to training?” Isabelle asked picking up a sandwich as Cristiano sat down next to her, she didn’t want him putting his own life on hold while she was injured.

Cristiano paused, he didn’t want to upset Isabelle in anyway and he hoped that the new season wouldn’t put a strain on his relationship with her.

“Next week,” Cristiano said, it had been a week now since she had come out of hospital and he had pushed back returning to train for as long as possible; he had to re-join the team for the start of the season since he had missed all of the warm up matches for the 2013-2014 season.

Isabelle nodded her head, she would support him from home while he played since it wasn’t practical for her to attend matches right now; it was the best she could do until she was off bed rest.

***

Cristiano smiled watching Isabelle talk with Junior, he loved watching the two of them together especially since it was clear that Isabelle was meant to be a mother.

Cristiano wasn’t thinking too much about their future together right now, Isabelle had a long road to recovery and they needed to focus on that first.

Junior was wonderful and Cristiano would always have a special place in his heart for Penny; she had given him so much and he had been so lost without her until he had met Isabelle.

“Papa,” Junior called snapping Cristiano out of his thoughts of the past, Penny would be watching over them and he hoped that she would be proud of their son.

Isabelle smiled looking at her boyfriend, she knew that things weren’t easy for him and she hoped that he would be okay; she worried that her accident would remind him of how he had lost Penny only three years ago.

“How about I get us some ice cream and we watch a DVD?” Cristiano said smiling at the two people that meant the world to him; he wasn’t going to forget how close he had come to losing Isabelle.

Irina would pay and Cristiano was going to ensure that she didn’t get away from this; she was due to go to court next month and he hoped that they would sentence her to jail time.

Junior nodded his head, he smiled eagerly at his father; he loved ice cream and the idea of cuddling up in bed was something that he couldn’t turn down for anything.

Cristiano nodded his head and left the room, he wanted a moment to get his thoughts together; he didn’t want to upset his son and he knew that Isabelle didn’t need his worried on her shoulders right now.

Isabelle watched Cristiano leave, her accident had affected him and he wasn’t saying anything about it to her; she knew he was worried and she wished that he would talk to her about how he felt.

“Why don’t you go and pick us a film to watch?” Isabelle encouraged Junior, she brushed her fingers through the little boy’s hair; she adored him and hoped that Cristiano wouldn’t sink back into how he was before she had come into his life.

Junior nodded his head and clambered eagerly off the bed, he hurried out of the bedroom so that he could pick a film for them; he had no idea that anything was different about his father.

Isabelle watched him leave and sighed, she moved a little to get comfortable; she wasn’t allowed to get out of bed and she was relieved that Dolores was around to help her go to the bathroom and wash.

Isabelle loved Cristiano but she didn’t want him stressing himself out over her, she would be fine and she hoped to talk to him later about the feelings that he was bottling up.

***

Isabelle smiled watching Junior sleep, he had dozed off during the movie and now was sound asleep next to her on the bed; he looked so innocent while he slept and it reminded Isabelle so much of his father.

“I should take him to his room,” Cristiano said quietly, he didn’t wish to wake Junior up and he was surprised how quite the house was; he guessed that his mother had gone out to bingo for the night.

Isabelle nodded her head, she watched as Cristiano picked Junior up and quietly took him from their bedroom; she leant back against her pillows wishing that she could do more.

It wasn’t long before Cristiano returned, he smiled at Isabelle glad to have her to himself for a while; he slowly changed for bed hoping to get some rest.

“Cris… are you okay?” Isabelle asked knowing that she couldn’t let this go, she needed to talk to him before he did something that he might come to regret.

Cristiano looked at his girlfriend, he knew that she was asking because he had been a little off recently; he had been thinking so much about what had happened and he just wanted to forget.

“Cris… por favor,” Isabelle said taking his hand, she didn’t want him to hurt because of her; she was going to get better and she didn’t want him to bottle everything up.

Cristiano sighed and ran a hand through his hair, he looked at Isabelle knowing that she was worried about him; he hated that he hadn’t been able to hide it better.

“I thought I was going to lose you… like I lost Penny,” Cristiano said quietly, he wished that he had been able to protect her from Irina; all of this was his fault and he wanted to make things better.

Isabelle shook her head, she kissed her boyfriend wanting to take away his guilt and pain for what had happened; this wasn’t his fault and she had a feeling that she would have to keep an eye on him.

“I love you Cris… I would never leave you,” Isabelle said brushing her fingers through his hair, she smiled at him wanting him to know that she was here to stay.

Cristiano took a deep breath and nodded his head, he watched Isabelle wishing that there was a way that he could make up to her for what had happened; he should have seen what Irina had planned before it happened.

“This wasn’t your fault,” Isabelle said cupping his face in her hands, they were stronger than this and she was sure that this was only going to be a small bump for them.