41 - Fresh Out

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Small Time Jump... 2 days later

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Teresa held her hand to her mouth, giggling as Luciano struggled to put on her black tights. He was at her thighs, and he huffed, obviously bothered by her teasing.

Unfortunately Adriano made the mistake of not bringing her any loose pants to wear. The tights weren't too small or too tight, they just were tight around her legs and thighs and he kept having to grip and pull.

"hasta" (up), He said and he held her hand as she stood up slowly, her feet touching the coldness of the ground for the first time, making her breathe out. Turning around, she put her hand tightly over her chest where the bandage was wrapped.

Luciano stared at her, waiting for her to go and she nodded and hissed when he pulled them up, her feet lightly leaving the ground. Normally she would have to jump up once to get them up which is why she held onto her chest. Thick girl things.

He kissed her cheek, and she sat back down, wincing still feeling the short reminisce of pain. Luckily the doctor released her today. Teresa and Luciano both decided not to get her stitched because they said it would allow the swelling to go down faster and for the tissues to heal, but it would have been more painful than getting actual stitches.

She stared at him with a smile, he was fresh. He did go home after a lot of refusing, but he ultimately lost the argument and went to shower and came back right after.

The doctors had carefully patched her, they didn't want to bandage it up so much to put pressure on her wound, but they did give her some medicine so just in case it could keep her from infection. Luciano definitely made sure they gave her pain medication. She didn't think she needed all of it though, after all it was just a small puncture and a few weeks of healing, she would be totally fine, at least she would still have an ugly scar as a memory.

A memory, she wasn't quite sure she wanted to forget.

Luciano raised the tank top and she huffed as she bit her lip wincing as she raised her arms, Luciano pulling it over her head and she cursed under her breath as her elbow hit her, due to trying to pull her arms through. Luciano instantly crouched down, pulled up the shirt to make sure she didn't bleed through the bandage and luckily she wasn't.

"I hate that you're in pain because of me" He sighed and she laid her hand on his face, cupping him with her thumb on his cheek and he grabbed her hand, breathing softly, gripping it.

"It is not because of you. You did not tell me to jump in front of a bullet"

He dropped her hand, moving away with a scoff. "It only makes it worse. I should have jumped in front of YOU, not the other way around"

She felt there was no getting through to him even as much as she tried the last two days. He still blamed himself for it. Looking down at the floor, she sucked in a breath and took a step off, a slight jump from the bed to the ground and her groan made him turn around and he opened his mouth, no doubt going to tell her to sit down and stop moving, but she held her finger up to his lips. "I am tired of you Luciano. I am tired of you constantly blaming yourself"

"I am to blame"

"No you are not. I am. I stormed out. I didn't wait. I saw the gun beforehand and I jumped in front of you. Those were my choices. And I stand by them. I will not apologize for protecting you"

"That is not your job Tesoro!"

"Says who?"

"Says me! I am supposed to protect you. As a man I have three jobs. Provide, protect and to love and cherish you and so far Tesoro, I have only done one correctly. Don't speak to me of your choices, I had a choice as well. I could've shielded you. I should've Tesoro. And I chose to be a bastardo arrogante (cocky bastard), rather than to protect the one by my side. I am much to blame. You will do nothing but waste your time to convince me otherwise"

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