Bad Break

Part 3

"I feel awful," Maya groaned as Carina helped her prop her leg up.

"I know Bella," Carina said, "Do you want some more pain medication?"

"I don't really want to take anything but Advil and Tylenol if I can help it," Maya said, leaning back into her pillows, "Except maybe at night. Man, this sucks."

"You will be back on your feet before you know it," Carina said, "Now, can I get you anything? A drink? Some food? Something to watch?"

"Will you just cuddle with me?" Maya asked, rubbing her eyes, "And maybe read in Italian?"

"Of course," Carina said, pulling on a pair of sweats and one of Maya's t-shirts before climbing into bed.

Maya leaned her head on the Italian's shoulder as Carina pulled out a book of Italian poems they both loved. Carina read to Maya for a good half hour before the blonde fell asleep. Carina put her book down, falling asleep next to her girlfriend.

An hour later, Carina woke up when she felt the bed moving next to her, "What's wrong Bella?"

"I need to go to the bathroom," Maya groaned, sitting up.

"Let me help you," Carina said, getting up and handing Maya her crutches.

"Thanks," Maya said, taking them and hobbling slowly to the bathroom.

When she was done, she looked at herself in the mirror, wincing when she saw how terrible she looked. Her eyes had dark circles under them, her hair was sticking out of the braid Carina had done for her before she fell asleep the night before, and her face was slightly puffy from all the crying the day before. She just washed her hands before walking carefully back to bed.

"You alright?" Carina asked, helping Maya into bed.

"Just tired," Maya said, nodding, "I hate this. I feel so weak."

"You had surgery 24 hours ago," Carina said, kissing Maya's forehead, "That's normal."

Maya nodded, grabbing her phone as Carina left the room. She had messages from her entire team, asking how she was doing. She texted back in their group chat, telling them she was home and fine, that Carina was taking care of her.

Just then, Carina came back in with a plate and glass.

"I made lasagna," the Italian woman said, setting both the plate and cup down on Maya's bedside table.

"Thanks," Maya said, smiling as she took the plate, "I love your lasagna."

Carina smiled, sitting down next to her girlfriend.

"You need to eat too Babe," Maya said, taking a bite of her food.

"I will," Carina said, nodding, "Do you need anything else? It's almost time for more Tylenol."

"I'm good," Maya said, "Go get your food."

Carina got up and went to the kitchen, grabbing her own plate.

When she got back into the bedroom, Maya had already eaten over half her food. Carina smiled, climbing into bed next to her.

"You are such a good cook Babe," Maya said, leaning her head on Carina's shoulder.

"Gratzi," Carina said, laughing a little, "How is the knee feeling?"

"It's kinda throbbing," Maya said with a sigh, "Not too bad though."

"You need more medicine," Carina said, grabbing the Tylenol she had taken from the hospital, "Take these two."

Maya took the pills without arguing, a sign she was in pain. They ate the rest of their lunch in relative quiet, just enjoying each other's company. Once they were done, Carina took the plates into the kitchen, cleaning up a bit before going back into the bedroom.