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A Life So Changed 03
"Here's your clothes, Kev." Jared said, handing me my shirt and pants from the very early Saturday morning I was admitted to the hospital. This morning I am feeling rather sore. Doctor Ron said it was just because I hadn't moved in the past several days. I woke up to my wonderful boyfriend who was holding breakfast. I felt so spoiled.
"Jared^Åum^Åcan you help me get dressed?" I asked him shyly. Jared hasn't ever seen my body with the exception when Ron was giving me a quick exam. But seeing me healed? No.
"Sure, let me just shut the door." he said happily. I tried sitting up, but instead I yelped as pain swept through my body. "Babe no, let me help you." Jared said very kindly, not pitifully. He put an arm behind my neck and the other under my legs. Without hesitation he sat me up while pulling my legs, gently, towards him. It hurt like Hell to sit up, but it had to be done.
"I get meds right? I can't take this pain all the time." I whined. Tears built up in my eyes as the pain eventually began to grow worse in mere seconds.
"Yes, Doctor Ron should be back soon with your meds. Now, can you take your gown off or do you need help?" Jared asked so tenderly.
"Can you?"
"Of course,"
He gently slid the gown up and over my head. I helped by at least trying to kind of pick myself up, but that failed immediately. Jared told me just to relax and that he'd take care of me. As soon as my robe was off he stood in front me staring at my body. I felt a bit uncomfortable by this, but by the way he was looking made me feel a little bit more important to him. He finally pulled himself together with me smiling wickedly at him. Carefully sliding my shirt over my head he helped with the worst part: my tight pants. Surprisingly it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Jared was very gentle. I decided against my shoes so I wouldn't have to suffer through more pain.
"Were my clothes washed?" I blurted out, smelling the cleanliness. I was so worried all that money got washed. It was all still in my pants from Saturday night.
"Just your shirt," he said, holding my hand. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah I'm fine," I said, trying my best not to smile to suspiciously.
"Well, Doctor Ron told me to check out at the nurse's station and then he'd meet us there if he wasn't back by ten." Jared flashed me a warm smile before helping me stand up. After being in a bed for a few days you kind of don't do things right. Walking proved to be more difficult than I thought. With Jared helping me we walked to the nurse's station, signed out, and then waited for Doctor Ron. Luckily he didn't take but a few minutes.
"Hey guys," Ron said joyfully.
"Hi Ron," Jared said for me. "He's in pain right now."
"Seems normal, but it's not to bad is it?" Ron asked me with a look of concern on his face.
"It's strong, but I can handle it for a little bit.'
"Well here's your medication. Now Jared I need you to listen in on this too. You are allowed to take one of these pills when you start feeing pain, however, do not exceed six pills in a day, otherwise I'll be seeing you again." he explained casually. "You seriously need to take it easy for the next few days to let you body adjust and heal more. At least twice a day you need to take a walk. And when I say take a walk I don't mean in each others' mouths okay?" Jared and I both blushed furiously, but nodded our heads. Ron handed me the medicine and gave me a quick, but gentle hug. Jared said his goodbyes then we were riding the elevator to the lobby where he would retrieve his jeep from the parking lot.
Jared drove nearly right up to the door just so I wouldn't have to walk fifteen feet. What a guy, huh? His jeep was nice. It was red and had a block top. He'd bought it brand new himself which completely blew me away. Even insurance he pays for. And he really loves that jeep, but not half as much as he loves me.
"Mmm, is it warm?" I asked, shivering like I had no clothes on.
"You bet," he said helping me in the passenger side. Indeed, it was warm inside and it felt incredibly great.
"Jared," I groaned as we drove off, "I'm starving."
"Babe you just had donuts like seven donuts!" Jared laughed.
"That was like an hour ago," I argued.
"You are so cute when you're cute." Jared said lovingly.
"Did you just say `cute when you're cute'?"
"Oh, I guess I did." he laughed. I couldn't help myself, I had to laugh. What he said was so cute.
"Babe that was adorable,"
"Well I meant you're cute when you're starving. But we will go and get you something to eat." Jared giggled, eventually calming down.
"Thanks babe, I love you so much."
Throughout the drive home, which wasn't very long, I stared at Jared shifting. Him moving the gear stick was turning me on for some reason. I was just mesmerized by the sudden shifting that was making the vehicle move. You were in control of the gears, the speed. The-
"You know, I could teach you how to drive a stick." Jared suddenly said, snapping me back into reality. Specifically, I looked back up at him.
"Nah, I'd screw something up." I replied sadly.
"Kevin, it's nearly impossible to screw something up." Jared tried reassuring me.
"Nope,"
"Well if you ever change your mind I'd love to teach you."
We stopped at a place that had the best burgers in the world. They may not be quadruple stacked, but they were just as good. Of course, we went through the drive-thru because the inside was way too crowded. The rest of the drive home was completely silent, and awkward. Not a moment too soon, we arrived at his house. Gus was waiting for us in the security office.
"Hey Gus," Jared said.
"Afternoon Mr. Mayer," Gus said back. "Ah, Mr. Scavo, it's good to see your back on your feet."
This surprised me. I didn't even think Gus like me very much. He always kind of gave that hint that he didn't want me around, but maybe it was just me.
"Thanks, Gus, it's good to be back." I said happily.
Gus opened the gate and Jared drove up the driveway. He helped me inside before actually parking his jeep. He told me not to move around, but I couldn't help it. I had to go in the kitchen and start eating some of my fries. When Jared came in he seemed a bit concerned.
"I thought I told you not to move." he said.
"Well I was hungry," I laughed. "Besides, it didn't hurt that bad."
"Babe, please, I don't want you getting hurt." I looked into his eyes and could tell he was getting serious. "I'm sorry, I just, I want to help you Kevin."
"I know Jared," I started, "but I just feel so helpless and a bother."
"But you're not a bother. I want to help you. I love you."
I didn't need to respond. I leaned into him and wrapped my arms around his body. Jared suddenly began to calmly sob. The passion that I suddenly felt was intense. My emotions couldn't take any more; my eyes began to water. It suddenly dawned on me that there was food on the counter. But I didn't care. I was being held by the one person that truly cared for me. So, I decided to take our love somewhere my legs wouldn't feel like they were about to buckle. The family room was right through the second opening of the kitchen. Their couch seemed so perfect for this moment, I had to take advantage.
Carefully we inched to the couch, not letting out of the embrace. It seemed the perfect time to tell him some things. Things he hopefully already knew.
"I love you, Jared."
"I love you too, Kevin."
A fire was lit in their luxurious fireplace. It warmed that room up perfectly. Being in his arms in front of that fire felt so right. I never want this to end.
There you have it, chapter three. I know this one was shorter, by a lot, than the other. I guess when I wrote it I ran out of ideas. But chapter four is longer, much longer. E-mail me with your comments, and join my group at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Shades_of_Wisteria/. Thanks!!!