You're Mine

19

Nine days later I'm pulled back to reality and out of my coma, my body has been healing nicely over the last week and a half, my temp is down my infections under control. My leg and arm are healing like they should, so are my lung and ribs. I wake up in a normal ward, out of intensive care. The pain isn't as bad as it was before and I'm glad my body is physically healing, but emotionally I don't know where I'm at.

Three weeks pass and I don't talk much, I don't eat much either. Harry and Edward stay as much as they can, the boys are in and out everyday at some point and tell me they can't wait for me to come home. Everyone is slowly slipping back to normality before everything happened, back to their own lives, but me, I feel like I'm trapped and I'm slowly slipping. My nightmares are constant, the feeling of dread still present in my gut, the feeling of uselessness seeps in. I feel like a burden on Harry and Edward as they are the ones mostly looking after me. As my boyfriends, they are dutifully by my side but I wonder how long it will last. How long until I become to much, until my baggage and trauma make them leave.

"How's my boy this morning?" Edward comes into my room smiling widely.

I look towards him.

"Fine" I smile slightly.

He looks at me with concern.

"You haven't slept again have you" He asks as he sighs.

I shrug.

"The nursing staff said you didn't eat again last night, or this morning" He says as he fiddles with my drips.

Again I shrug.

"Lou, baby" he starts and stops.

I guess he doesn't want another argument, he's getting fed up.

"Well, Listen, I'm here to take your leg cast off today" He says as he gets a few things ready.

Thank god, I'm so thankful for that. I don't really respond and just let Edward do his thing, he's eyeing me the whole time and wants to ask questions but I know he doesn't want to push me. When it's done and my leg is finally free, I feel so much better. Now I can put my sweats on and not have to worry about my cast getting caught.

"Listen kiddo, we've all been talking" Edward says as he sits on the bed next to me.

I look at him warily, this can't be good.

"Harry, the boys and I...we've noticed you really aren't doing so well here, you're not eating and not coping too well. So, we....we've decided, we think it's better for you to finish of your recovery at home, we were going to discharge you today" He tells me smiling slightly .

I can't wait to get out of here, this is good news, I smile slightly.

"There is is, that's the smile I miss" Edward says back, kissing me.

"Can we leave now?" I ask, pushing the sheets back and wincing.

"Woah, woah, woah, easy there, we have to wait for Liam and Harry baby" Edward says.

I sigh and pull the sheets back up.

"Get some rest and we will discuss it more when they are both here, I'll be back soon. Edward says and kisses me on the head. I nod as I watch Edward leave the room and me alone with my thoughts.

An hour later Harry, Liam and Edward come into the room.

"Okay let's go" I say in Lue of a greeting

"Well hello to you too" Harry says chuckling.

"There are rules first Lou, before we leave okay" Liam says pointedly.