Forever My Person

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Everly

The pain I'm feeling is no longer in my side but just soreness now. Although every time I change the bandage the ache spreads to my chest. I still can't believe he did this to me. I'm left with a wound that will turn into a scar not only on my body but in my heart, head and soul. I can't question why and that's what bothers me most. How am I supposed to move on without my questions being answered?

Is there something that I missed. I'm sure there is. I was probably to blinded by "love" to actually see who he truly was.

I'm struggling. It's been a few weeks out of the hospital and back at the house. I'm not sure if it's my home any more, Cohen and I aren't together and I'm torn if I can trust him. When he asked me to come back my heart and my head were pulling in different directions. I'm scared to be hurt again and I know Cohen wouldn't do what Kyle did, not in the slightest but he still left me and I got hurt. I know I still love him, I love him so much. I miss his touch and the way he made me happy and smile but the hesitation is still there.

I look around the master bedroom that was ours not too long ago. Everything is the same as it should be which brings me relief that in a way. I do wonder if Taylor ever was in here. I look down at the fluffy white comforter that I'm snuggled in as I sit up against the head board thinking of what I should do. I don't want to be stuck being sad and question everything but I'm not sure if I'm ready to talk to Cohen about it all quiet yet.

Do we try to go back to how things were before the accident? Do we stay separated until I can choose even though part of me knows what I want. Why did all of this have to happen? We were doing so great.

With a huff I stretch out on the bed and roll over to the right side of the bed, Cohen's side. It smells like him. Since I've been back he's been sleeping in one of the other rooms giving me space. We talk but not as much. I only ever go down stairs to eat and get something to drink then come right back to the bedroom. He's been gone often during the day into the evening at practice making up for the time he spent with me at the hospital. He tells me not to worry but I know he's in trouble with his coach for him not being there.

I roll forward towards the nightstand and unplug my phone from my charger. I see it's eleven thirty in the morning and I have to get up and ready for my appointment at twelve thirty. I really just want to spend the rest of the day in bed but I can't miss this appointment that my sister made for me. I know she will personally leave work and get my ass out of the bed and drag me there herself if I don't go.

With my feet finally planted on the floor I make my way to the master bathroom. I go to the vanity and a release a long sigh. It looks like depression,sadness and death all took turns manipulating my face. From my oily skin that's causing a few breakouts to appear to the dark circles under my eyes. I really don't like wearing make up but seeing as I'll be out in public today and also face to face with someone I'll be applying some today.

I brush my teeth quickly and drop my pajamas to the floor before I open the glass door to the shower. I turn on the water turning the knob to heat the water to the perfect temperature. As I step in the cool tile greets my feet and the warmth of the water and steam heat my skin. I stand under the spray of water as I watch the glass fog around me and water droplets trickle down the glass racing each other towards the bottom. The water feels so refreshing and relaxing. I've always enjoyed taking long showers especially if I needed to calm myself. I let my eyes drift shut while I run the beds of my fingers massaging my scalp in the water.

The feeling of coolness hits my skin suddenly causing my eyes to to open. A warm chest greets my back and strong tattooed arms wrap around my waist calming me instantly.

"Hmmm... I thought you were supposed to be heading to practice by now?" I asks leaning my head back against him for support.

"I'm still going don't worry baby, I just couldn't resist seeing you in here by yourself." He nips the side of my neck with his teething teasingly then placing a kiss in the same spot.