Love Makes Blind

[Paul's Point of View]

I was mad at the vampire doctor. I get that he needed to sedate me, but this much? I can’t even move a toe. I could feel Elia lying beside me, and I could feel her quiet sobs shaking the bed. It was tearing me apart. Damn I wanted to wrap my arms and comfort her so badly.

I had been ‘in my mind’ for a while now, but not being able to move my body, so I had noticed different people coming in and checking up. If Elia was awake when they came she would just tell them to leave. Even though I was still drugged, I could feel my body was sore. Damn those fucking leeches. And how stupid does Collin have to be? I saved his life, but it was him and Brady who killed the damn thing. Fuck.

There was a knock on the door and Elia sat up slightly, I wanted to tell her not to leave me, but I couldn’t.
“Yeah?” she asked.
“Elia, sweetie,” it was Leah, she checked in the most, being worried about Elia, but I think she was a little worried about me too. Leah and I had become oddly close over the last two months. “I just got off the phone with your brother. He had some good news.”
“What could possibly be good news when everything is so fucked up?” she sounded worn out, and she cursed. Elia rarely did that. Only if I pissed her off, or when she was in fact dead tired.
“He got the money. They can afford the surgery. You are going to get your eye sight back.” Leah said excitedly.

I wanted to smile. I wanted to yell in excitement. I wanted to hug Elia and I wanted to see her face and how she reacted, because she didn’t say anything. I wanted to tell her that everything would be perfect now.
“Please leave.” She said coldly and lay down beside me again. The door closed.

I could feel the wetness from her tears on my side. I fucking hate every ‘living’ vampire on this earth. I damn them. If it wasn’t for them I would be able to comfort my girlfriend. She needed to be happy about this. I needed her to be happy about this. I tried to move my lips; nothing.

“Paul?” she asked and intertwined her fingers with mine. I could hear she was crying by her weak voice.
Yes? I wanted to ask.
“Did you hear that? Darin got the money. I can have the surgery.” She sniffled a little.
I wanted to tell her how happy I was.
“But you know what?” she said it sternly. “If you don’t wake up, I’ll refuse the surgery.”
WHAT? I wanted to yell at her. No matter what happened she needed it.
“I don’t want to see this world if you are not in it and can’t show it to me.” She kissed my lips for the hundredth time. I was starting to wonder if she thought I was sleeping beauty or something.

She started crying again when I didn’t respond.
Fucking hell, I’m a shape-shifter for crying out loud. I am stronger than these stupid drugs. I am strong enough to comfort my girlfriend. She is my imprint for god sake!

“Elia,” I croaked. My throat was sore; I believe it was by all the swearing I did at the Cullen’s last night. “I’m right here, Elia.”
She froze. I think she believed she was dreaming. But then she snapped out of it.
“You are awake. Paul. Oh my god.” She kissed me again, this time I managed to kiss her back a little bit. My cheeks became wet by her tears, or was it mine?
“Elia, you have to get the surgery.” I told her and tried to lift my right arm, I managed to put it on her hip.

“I will. Oh Paul, I will as long as you are with me.” She kissed me once more. “I was so afraid. I thought you were going to die.”
“I’m sorry.” My eyes were still closed. My eyelids felt so heavy. I felt like shit. And my whole body was aching. My ribcage felt like it had been broken in a thousand pieces before being taped back together again, which was probably what had happened.

“Does it hurt anywhere?” Elia wanted to know.
“No.” I lied. “But I think I need a shower.”
“Okay, I’ll go ask Leah to fill the bathtub.” She started getting up but I got a grip of her hand and pulled her back down.
I winced a little when she crashed into me.
“Don’t leave me.” I whispered.
Elia ran her fingers thorough my hair before kissing my forehead. “I won’t.”
I let her stand up again. Opened my eyes and saw her walk out of the room.
“Leah. He’s awake. Can you fill the bathtub for me? He needs a bath.” I heard from the kitchen.

Right when Elia said I was awake someone walked quickly from the kitchen and into my room. I opened my eyes again and saw my mom with red puffy eyes.
“Don’t you dare scare me like that ever again Paul Talley!” she said to me and sat down on my bed. She bent down and hugged me. I hugged her back as best as I could.
“I’m sorry mom.” I smiled little.
“And to put Elia through that.” she shook her head disapprovingly. “She needs you Paulie.” My mom never called me Paulie. She hadn’t done it since my father died. I sat up carefully and hugged her again. I could see she had been worried about losing me to.

“I’m really sorry.” I said again.
“It’s okay my baby, just don’t do it again.” We both knew I was not in control of that.
“Has Dr. Cullen left?” I asked and let her go.
“Yes, but you have to take it easy for a week and no phasing for at least two week, got that?”
I nodded.
I smiled when Elia came back into the room, but my smile faltered when I saw how tired she looked.
“I’ll leave you to it then.” My mom left the room.

“You look terrible monster.” I told her as she sat down again.
“Thank you. I’m sure you look like the perfect prep to.” She said sarcastically.
“What’s wrong Elia?” I asked worried.
“What’s wrong? Do you have any idea how scared I was? I was waiting for you when Leah came and told about an accident, she had no idea if you would make it or not. I could have lost you Paul. You could have died. And if you had died, I would have killed myself, do you get that?” She blurted it all out and again she started crying.
I pulled her against my chest.
“Don’t talk like that Elia. You are not allowed to think of that.” I held her face between my hands. She didn’t answer. But really, I had nothing to say. I would have done the exact same thing if the roles were reversed.

Elia sighed. “Let’s just get you cleaned up.”
“I can just take a shower.” I answered.
“No. I’ll wash you.” She took my hand. “Do you think you can walk?”
“Yeah.” I answered and stood up from the bed slowly.
Elia wrapped her thin arm around my waist to steady me. My head was spinning a little and pounding. I took a step and pain shot through my right foot.
“Fuck.” I cursed and leaned on Elia.
She held me tighter. “It’s okay Paul, we’ll take it slowly.” She said and I took another limping step.
I was surprised by her strength as she helped me into the bathroom. My leg had to been broken pretty bad to still be hurting.

When we got to the bathroom I put my hands on the sink to steady myself and rested all my weight on my left foot. I sighed in frustration as Elia untied the sweatpants I was wearing and pulled them down along with my boxers. It wasn’t anything sexual about the act. She was simply just helping me with something I couldn’t do myself. And it pained me to think that I was in no shape with having sex with her.

Elia hugged me once more and I wrapped my arms around her. I got a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked like shit; and was a little happy that Elia hadn’t had her eyes fixed yet.
“Get in the tub.” She commanded and took my hand. I limped my way over the small bathroom floor and sunk down in the water. It felt good on my skin.
Elia found a wash cloth before she sat down on her knees and started rubbing it softly over my chest. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the edge.
“Thank you.” I said to her.
“I love you Paul.” She answered.
I opened my eyes again and pulled her face close to mine. “I love you too Elia.” I said and kissed her lips passionately. “More than anything, I love you.”
She smiled a little. “You better.”

“Come in the tub with me.” I pouted even though she couldn’t see it.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” Her smile faltered.
“You couldn’t. Please, just come in the tub with me.” I said.
“Okay.” Elia handed me the wash cloth before she stood up again.
She pulled her jeans down and her top over her head. She removed her underwear and bra too before I took her hand and helped her into the tub and she lay down carefully on top of me.
“Is this okay?” she asked.
“Amazing.” I whispered in her hair.

Elia rested her head on my chest and sighed before running her hand up and down my side softly.