up to me really quick.
“Oomph!” My body hits the sand hard when he tackles me, sand caked in my long hair, and I’m spitting it out of my mouth. He rolls me over, the look on his face is of shock and worry.
“Fuck! I’m sorry, Peaches! I wasn’t thinking!” He lightly touches my ribs, and I let out a cry. He quickly stands, gathers me up in his arms and starts walking towards the house. “I’m such an idiot!” I’d answer him, but the wind is knocked clean out of me and the pain in my ribs not helping me catch my breath. I close my eyes, my arm around my waist as my hand covers my ribs.
“Oh, my God! Bo! What happened?” Jade’s voice is loud and clear and can hear her scurrying with us. “Take her to her room. I’ll get an ice pack!” Her voice begins to fade as we keep walking. I’m jostled around as he climbs the stairs, a breeze blowing as we move, but finally, he lays me gently on a soft mattress, and I let out the breath I hadn’t been able to earlier.
“Ungh!” My eyes open slowly. I feel my hair being moved from my face, and my eyes turn to the door when Jade comes running in. Bo grabs the ice and gently places it over my ribs causing a hiss to leave my mouth.
“Damn, I’m sorry, baby.” I look into his concerned eyes and try to smile but I think it probably looks more like a grimace.
“I called Phillip and he said to keep the ice on for a little bit but just rest and try not to move. If he needs to come over he will or if the pain doesn’t subside he said he’d meet us at the hospital if you need to go.” I look over at Jade who’s talking a mile a minute but my eyes grow wide, my eyebrows raising high when I hear ‘hospital’.
“NO! I mean…. No, thank you. I’ll be fine.” I blurt. My eyes cautiously move to Bo, who’s looking at me suspiciously. “They’re just bruised. It’s really no big deal.” I swear he looks like he’s about to come unhinged.
“Ok, dear. You just rest then. If you need anything, please let me know.” I smile as I watch her leave, shutting the door behind her and then look back at Bo, who’s sitting down on the bed now as close as he can get to me. When I look up at him there’s a scowl on his face.
“Stormy. What aren’t you telling me? Are you trying to hide something?” My heartbeat begins to race. Do I tell him? I can’t. I’m too embarrassed and he’ll go looking.
I reach my hand out and grasp his arm. “No, Bo. There’s nothing to tell. I just hate hospitals. I’m fine. Really I am.” His bright blue eyes that were squinting finally relax. I fake a large yawn and his face softens.
“Get some sleep, Peaches.” He leans down and kisses my forehead then moves back but only enough to be in breathing distance from my face. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. You know I’d never hurt you intentionally. I love you. Get some good sleep.” He kisses my lips, and I watch him stand and walk out of the room. I wince as I roll over onto my other side, curl my arms around the corner of the pillow and push my mouth into it so that no one can hear my sobs.
Chapter Three
“Got it. Ok. That’s great! Thanks so much!” Dad turns around and ends his call then walks straight over to the dining room table where Mom and I are eating dinner. He sits, rubs his hands together then picks up his fork and begins eating. I look at Mom, who shrugs at me, then back at Dad.
“Well? Some good news you’d like to share?” He looks up from his plate and chews his food while smiling. Rolling my eyes I look at Mom again, and she’s smiling like a Cheshire cat. “What gives?”
Finally, after several more minutes of staring at them, Dad places his fork on his plate, wipes his mouth with his napkin and looks at me, smiling, again. “Oh, nothing. I just bought the old restaurant and had it put in Stormy’s name.”
“What!?” I look at Mom who’s clapping her hands and bouncing in her seat and then look back at Dad. “But I didn’t know
Temple Grandin, Richard Panek