Return To Me, My Love

"Gee what happened?" Ian asks as he follows me further into the room and when I turn to face him he seems to finally notice my arm clutched to my chest. "Are you ok? What's wrong with your arm?" I swallow hard before saying "Frank hurt my wrist, we were having a fight and I tried to walk away and he grabbed me and...." "Let me have a look" Ian cuts me off to say and I exhale shakily as I reach my arm out slightly, pain shooting up my arm again in jolts and I whimper as Ian gently takes hold of my hand, his touch easing up when he sees the look on my face. "I'm sorry, I'll try to be gentle" he tells me as he reaches his other hand up to unbutton the sleeve of my shirt, pushing it up slightly and when my wrist is uncovered he gasps, causing me to look down at it and my stomach twists as I see the reason my shirt felt so tight. My whole wrist is steadily turning a dark reddish purple, some patches darker than others and I can tell that's where Franks fingers were digging in but the most shocking part is how swollen my arm is, a huge lump more prominent on one side and Ian hisses something under his breath that I don't catch. "Ian...." I start softly, his head snapping up to meet my gaze as he says "He broke your wrist, what the fuck happened?" "He was squeezing and I felt something pop and...." I trail off as a knock at the door sounds, Ian gently letting go of my hand before crossing to answer it and before he even gets the door fully open he swings his arm back, his fist clenched before driving it forward into Franks face, Frank falling backwards to the floor as his hands come up to clutch his nose. "What the fuck?" Frank shouts, Ian pushing the door fully open before stepping out into the hallway towards him and I rush over, ignoring the pain in my arm as I reach out my good hand, grabbing Ian's arm and saying "Stop." Ian stops and turns to look at me, Frank sitting up again as Ian says "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." "What? Why?" Frank asks and Ian turns his head to look at him again before saying "Because you broke his fucking arm." Franks eyes widen as he scrambles to his feet, stepping towards me and I step back, backing against the wall as I say "Don't, please." Franks face twists into a mask of hurt and guilt as he stops his movement, a few steps distance between us and Ian comes back out of his room, pulling the door closed behind himself before he takes my good hand, leading me towards the elevator. "Babe" Frank calls out, starting to follow us and Ian turns his head to shout "Fuck off Frank" the elevator doors opening and we step in, Ian pressing the button for the lobby and a few seconds later the doors close again, the elevator taking us down.

Ian and I sit in the hospital waiting room for over an hour before someone comes to take me for an X-ray, a nurse giving me pain relief in the mean time and by the time I come back out Mikey and dad are in the waiting room with Ian. "So what's happening?" Dad asks and I sigh before saying "It's a clean break of one of the smaller bones so it's going in plaster and it should be healed in about four weeks." Dad nods, stepping towards me and wrapping me in a hug, being careful of my wrist and when he pulls back my name is called, a nurse standing nearby waiting to take me in so I can get the cast put on my arm. I turn and follow her into a small room and ten minutes later a doctor comes in to look at my arm again, saying something to the nurse that I don't understand before he leaves and she gets to work.

Two hours later I walk out of the hospital with a prescription for strong painkillers and instructions to take it easy and rest my arm for the next four weeks before going to see a doctor and having another X-ray. On the way back to the hotel we stop at a twenty four hour chemist to get my pain killers and when we get back I go upstairs with Ian, dad and Mikey. "Gee I...." Dad starts but I shake my head as I say "It's really late and I'm really tired, can we talk about this tomorrow?" Dad nods before saying "Yeah, it's ok. Do you want to come sleep in my room?" "Well I...." "You can stay with me Gee" Ian offers and I nod before saying "Yeah I'll stay with Ian." "Alright well I'm just down the hall if you need" Dad offers before pulling me into a quick hug, Mikey doing the same afterwards before they both head back to their rooms, Ian and I going into his and once the door is closed he crosses over to where I've taken a seat on the end of the bed. "Is there anything I can do?" Ian asks and I shrug before asking "Do you have any clean pyjamas I can borrow?" "Of course" he tells me, crossing to his bag and digging through before handing me a pair of soft, worn pyjama pants and a t-shirt I'm pretty sure is mine. I reach up to undo my tie, loosening it but when I try to undo my shirt buttons one handed I have trouble, my fingers fumbling and Ian chuckles before saying "Come here." I stand up and Ian comes over to stand in front of me, his hands coming up between our chests as he starts to undo the buttons for me, making it three down before I glance up at his face and he's right there, his breath washing over my lips and I lock eyes with him, the room feeling heavy with the tension between us and as Ian's hands slide down to the next button the back of his fingers brush against my bare skin and I lean in, closing the distance between our lips as my eyes slip closed, Ian's lips immediately moving against mine as we kiss soft and slow.

Notes

I'm mad at Frank in this story right now......