Emily's Pov
I hate hospitals. Waking up in one... not so happy. Yet, I'm not happy either way. I don't know what to say about what happened. I have just woken up from I don't know how many days or hours of sleep I was in. Valerie and Kyle are sitting on the couch asleep while Luke's in a chair next to my bed, holding one of my hands. I gently use my other hand to run my hands through his hair. He immediately wakes up and looks up at me. I probably look like shit... great.
"Em, you're awake!" he says, is a whisper, but the excitement is evident in his voice.
"It would appear so. How long was I out for?"
"About a day. We took you here after what happened."
"Right. Listen, Luke. We should talk. Not now, though. My sides hurt, and so does my head." I say, holding my forehead.
"I'll go get the nurse to get you some meds," he says and wanders off into the hall. The heart monitor speeds up a little. Yup, I like him. I guess I never wanted to admit it. But I do. He says he loves me, but do I love him is the real question.
"Val," I say, louder than expected. She doesn't wake up. I keep trying to call her name, but she doesn't wake up. I soon give up and decide to wait until the doctor or nurse come in. The doctor comes in with Luke and closes the door, rather loud, which finally wakes up Kyle and Valerie. What the hell?! Luke arrives and sits down next to me and takes my hand once more, running the pad of his thumb on my knuckles. The doctor smiles and begins to talk.
"So it would assume that you have some bruised ribs, Emily. Nothing serious, but I will prescribe some pain killers for you to take. I advise you to take these next few days slow. I don't advise you to work so that I will write you a doctor's note." she then walks out, and Valerie is by my side almost instantly.
"Oh, Em. I'm so sorry. I should've stayed with you," she says, tears beginning to build in her eyes.
"No, don't apologize. Nothing's your fault at all. I'm fine, see?" I give her a small smile and then give her a reassuring nod. Then she puts her head near my ear and whispers that we need to talk. Oh? Does she know about Luke? Does she know about me? Fuck...
The doctor comes in again and says that I could leave within the next hour or so and that I would need someone to help me with stuff since my ribs need to heal correctly. She also gave me my pain killer, which I desperately needed. We all nod and thank her, and she walks out.
"So who's looking after Em?" Val says.
"Guys..." I say.
"I guess I could. I'm off this week anyway," Luke says. Val smirks and nods, looking down at our hands and looking back up at me. Shit. His hand is still in mine. I didn't even realize it.
"Okay... I guess," I say, nodding.
We then begin joking around, and I realize I don't have anything to wear home. Fuuuuuck.
"Luke, I don't have any clothes to go home in." He could probably see the fear on my face as I don't want everyone seeing my butt through this very open-backed hospital gown. He points over to the counter where a bag was set. My clothes? Who got my clothes? Jeez if Luke got them... And got me my undergarments. I blush at the thought, and he smirks. FUCK he did get them.
A nurse soon comes into the room after knocking and lets us know I could leave now. She takes the IV out of my arm and detaches all the items that were connected to me. She leaves right after and lets me get changed into my clothes. I realize my legs feel like jello as I try to stand. Man. This is hard. Then two arms are held out for me to grab. I immediately take them and look up to see Luke concentrating on helping me. His tongue is slightly out from between his closed lips, and his eyebrows are furrowed. I smile at the floor and concentrate on walking into the bathroom. He grabs the bag and walks into the bathroom with me.
"Um, Luke... What are you doing?" I ask, confused that he has closed the door and is getting my clothes out for me. Yet one arm is still attached to my waist.
"Helping you. You can barely walk without falling. Let me help you, Em, after all, I am the one that got you into this." He looks down at the floor with hard eyes. I want to tell him it's not his fault. Kiss him. I shake away the thoughts that go through my head. I nod. I don't have the energy to fight. He hands me my undergarments and turns around quickly, saying to change. I quickly change and tell him I'm done. I'm suddenly very self-conscious about the nasty bruises covering my body. I cross my arms over my chest, attempting to cover them. He turns around warily and furrows his brows.
"Em, stop covering yourself. I'm not gonna treat you any differently because of what happened," he says, uncrossing my arms and putting my arms at my sides. I'm not even worried I'm in my underwear. I feel comfortable in front of him. I trust him not to do anything. He runs his finger lightly over the deep purple bruise on my right hip. I wince slightly and look at him, but to see him already looking at me. He leans in closely, our chests touching. I close my eyes and breathe in deeply.
"I'm sorry," he says slightly. Then he kisses me, and I finally accept the feeling I have been pushing away for years.
YOU ARE READING
Mending A Broken Heart
Romance-The third book to the Broken series- It's been three years since Emily left Luke heartbroken. Since he made her choose between two people she loves. She left might not be with him physically, but she left her heart in that dorm room where she last...
