Page 80 of Head Over Feels
Irolled my eyes. “Sohe kicked me in the cast, but it wasn’t bad enough the cast had to be replaced.Igot my leg x-rayed and it was fine.”
Felixblinked. “Itwasfine?Howlong was this after your leg was shot?”
“Okay, okay.Ithurt like hell, andIneeded a higher dose of pain meds for a while.Areyou happy now?”
Felix’sface fell, and he leaned over the table and grasped my wrist. “No.Idon’t like thinking of you in pain.”Ishould’ve had this conversation on the couch whereIcould hug him.
“Iappreciate that, but it could’ve been a lot worse.”
Felixshivered. “Okay, so you were kicked in the cast but you didn’t need surgery or anything.”
“Right.Butit left a mark.”
“Amark?Likean emotional scar?”
Isnorted. “Well, that too.Istarted going to therapy.No,Imeant it left a mark on my cast.”
Felixstared at the photo of the cast with the pink unicorn and all the swirling rainbows and stars and small unicorns everywhere.
“Ohhh,” he breathed. “Craigcovered up the mark.”
“Exactly.Ihadn’t realized it, but every timeInoticed the markI’dhave a little flashback and go into a funk.ButCraigsaw it.”Itook a deep breath. “Andat firstIhated the unicorn.Iwas all about the toxic masculinity bullshit.Itwas pink, yada yada yada.”
Felixchuckled. “Ican bet you had some choice words about it.”
“Fosterbought me some stuff to wrap around it and cover it up.ButIdidn’t.Istarted tolikeit.Itput me in a good mood whenIlooked at it.”
Felixtightened his fingers on my wrist. “Andwhen they took your cast off, it was gone.”
Inodded. “Imissed it.Iwas so fucking glad whenCalliesaid she’d taken these pictures.”
“Soyou look at them when you’re stressed out?”
“Yeah.”
“Hmmm.”
Ipulled back a little to look him in the face, my forehead crinkling. “What’shmmm?”
Felixtapped his finger on the phone. “Iwas just wondering if there was a better way, so you could see it more easily.”
Thatwas an interesting idea.Butmy phone rang, so it would have to wait.
Elliewas calling; she wanted to introduce me to her kids and her husband viaFacetime.Felixcame around the table to talk to them, soImoved us to the couch where we’d be more comfortable.AsItalked withEllieand her family,Felixwent from leaning against me and looking at the screen to slowly sliding down until his head was in my lap.Ididn’t blame him for being tired; he’d had a difficult day too.
Iran my hands through my boyfriend’s hair whileIchatted with my sister.Iwas so fuckinggratefulfor my life now.Tearswelled in my eyes, andIhad to pretend to cough soIcould turn the phone away and wipe my cheeks.
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ProfXMay14, 8:27pm
@everyoneIspoke toQuinn, the lawyer.Thankyou,@NotMyRealNamefor the referral.Ifeel better after talking to him.Hesaid at some point he’ll want to talk to all of you to get character statements.Rightnow the police aren’t letting anyone intoTrent’shouse while they search it, butQuinnthinks they’ll let me in later this week.ItoldTrentI’dmake sure his trains weren’t damaged, andI’llclean out his fridge, etc.
Ican’t believe this is happening.
TyTyMay14, 8:40pm
@ProfXlet me know when you’re going over there.KaitoandIwill go with you to help.
