Until You're Cured

Six Days

A/N: Hey, sorry this took forever. I had a really hard time with it, but it's done now. Hope you guys like it. At this point, I'm not sure if there will be a Five Days or a Four days, but at the very least, I can promise you a chapter on the ninth, if not sooner.

Love you all.

Emmi

Six Days

This time when I wake up, it’s the middle of the night. There’s no light filtering in through Scott’s tiny windows at the top of the wall behind us. Well, almost none.  There’s a very faint silvery shine streaming in, just enough for me to see by. I look over at Scott and almost start panicking. I quickly turn away so I can’t see him.

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. I think. We had sex. We did that. We should not have done that. It’s wrong in so many ways. That should not have happened. I feel dirty and wrong and very, very alone.

Tears drip down my face onto the pillow as I keep repeating in my head, This is wrong. This is wrong. This is wrong. I can’t find the intense love I had felt just hours before, all I can find is the words This is wrong. Just when everything should have been great, should have been perfect, this is when I panic.

There’s a muffled murmur behind me and a rustling of sheets. Scott’s arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me close to his chest. Almost instantly, I feel tension leave my shoulders and back. My frantic breathing slows and I relax back into the warmth of Scott’s body.

 

The damned alarm clock woke me up again to no Scott beside me. But the water’s still running in the shower. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and wince as the insistent ache radiates up my back. I didn’t feel it when I was lying down, but most of me hurts. But, I want Scott, because I’m starting to freak out again, the same stupid words filling my brain. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

I shuffle stiffly to the bathroom door and slip inside. I just stand there in the steam and the sound of water hitting the hard shower floor. I want to go in there so bad, but with how slow I’m moving, he’d probably be done by the time I got there.

“Mitch, I know you’re out there,” Scott says over the soft noise and the door opens slightly. I get in next to him and just stare. I’ve seen him nearly naked plenty of times and, sure we had sex last night, but I’d never had a chance to just look at him like this. His skin shining under the stream of water and his bright blue eyes looking at me from under his hair that is plastered to his forehead. Scott reaches a hand out, taking mine and pulling me closer to him.

As I step forward, my foot slips out from under me. Scott’s powerful arms wrap around me as I fall, almost managing to keep us both up, until my foot slips again and I end up kicking him hard in the shin, knocking him down too. I whimper as we fall onto the floor, Scott landing on top of me.

He quickly gets off of me, lifting me up into his arms as he stands. My legs wrap around his his and my arms encircle his shoulders. Our faces are just inches apart and I kiss him quickly.

“Are you alright? I did just fall on you…” Scott asks when we pull apart.

“My back hurts like a bitch, and I’m sore pretty much all over, but I was like that when I joined you. Let’s just go with we can’t do anything tonight if we want me to function.” I say.

Scott’s large, careful hands run over my back, massaging my sore body. His lips press to my neck as he kisses me. I want him so bad, but we don’t have time. I just pull his mouth to mine and disentangle myself from him. Standing on my own two feet, my hands snake around his neck and into the drenched hair. When we come up for air, I can’t help but press close to Scott, feeling his heart against my cheek as he holds me.