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The Lady in the Black Leather (Ch 22)

Catch up here [chapter 21]

Harley, Graham McTavish, Martin Freeman x Amanda

When Graham returned with Phantom, you were dozing. He quietly unhooked the leash and hung it on the handle of the closet. Then came around to the side of your bed.

You cracked open an eye and then looked over at him. He smiled. “Thought ya were sleepin’.” He said.

You shook your head. “Naah, just resting. Can you tell me about your travels and about Scotland?” you ask as Phantom hops up onto your bed and lies down at your feet. You motion for him to ‘come’ and you take his vest off for a while. He lays down at the side of your good leg and takes a nap. You hand the vest to Graham.

He gets a BIG grin on his face and nods. He asks you if your laptop is here and you nod. “It’s in my backpack. I think Scarlett put it in that closet over there.” You tell him.

He walks over to it and hangs Phantom’s vest over the side of the chair, then opens the closet and pulls out your backpack. He opens it up and pulls out your computer and the power cord for it. Then puts the backpack back in the closet and closes the door.

Graham hands you your laptop and swings around the bedside table. He helps you set up the computer and then starts googling different places he has been to and tells you different stories about the places he has seen. You both spent the morning with him sharing stuff like that and you learned a lot about Scotland, New Zealand and Graham.

You look up at the clock when a nurse appears at the door and asks if you’d like to order anything for lunch. You shrug and ask to see the menu. You look at the menu, but nothing really screams “eat me”. So you decline.

Graham chuckles. “Hospital food is never that good anyway. I can go get ya somethin’ Sweetie. What would like?”

You think. How about a Shawarma from Ali Baba’s West Side? I love their food!” you ask. He grins and nods, “Ok, Sweetie, I like their food too! I’ll go see if they’re open. If not, what would ya like?”

“Ohhh…how about a Jacob’s Patty Melt (no onions) from Jacob’s Pickles!!!!” you tell him excitedly. He chuckles and tells you he’ll go see what he can find and will be back in a little bit.

Graham heads out and you recline the bed back a little bit. You doze off for a while trying to catch up on some sleep.

After about a half hour, you hear a soft knock on the door and Phantom’s soft “wuff”.

“Come in” you reply sleepily and move the bed so you’re sitting up more.

You grin when you see Martin, Amanda & Graham come walking in. “Look who I ran into at Jacob’s Pickles!” Graham exclaims.

Amanda giggles and comes to give you a hug. She takes the flowers and balloon Martin was holding and puts it on your bedside table. They were yellow and white daisy-like flowers with purple roses all put in a big, yellow ceramic coffee mug with a huge smiley face on it.

You grin “It’s so bright and sunny!” you exclaim. And chuckle at the ‘get well soon’ balloon with sparkly Band-Aids all over it. “Thank you!!!” you tell them

Martin smiles. “How are you feeling, Harley?” he asks as Amanda puts their flower bouquet on the counter by the sink, since your windowsill was running out of room.

“I’m feeling all right. I’m tired, but that’s cuz the dumb nurses wouldn’t let me sleep for more than 45 minutes at a time. The cop assigned to sit with me finally told them to bugger off and let me sleep for the night.” You giggle.

Martin and Amanda chuckle. “How’s the leg?” Amanda asks.

“It’s sore. I got some nice pain killers, but the Doc said I have to stay off my feet for several days. It’s hard to sit upright, cuz it puts some pressure on the exit wound at the back of my thigh.” You explain. “But I’ll survive.” You say grinning.

“And who is this big ball of fluff?” Amanda says as she holds out her hand for Phantom to smell.

“This is Phantom. My security dog.” You tell her. “Phantom, this is Amanda and that’s Martin, they are our friends, okay?” you tell him.

Martin holds out his hand for Phantom to sniff and Phantom smells his hand too. He licks both Martin’s and Amanda’s hands and lets them pet him. Martin scratches Phantom along the collar and Phantom’s leg starts thumping on the bed making everyone laugh.

“I suppose he should get brushed at some point today… probably outside so his hair doesn’t end up floating all about in here.” You say.

Graham nods. “I’ll take him out and brush him for ye later on, Sweetheart. Don’t worry. Might take him for a good walk too and let him burn off some energy, since he’s been cooped up for a day or so.” He tells you. “And I still gotta work off that effin huge bowl of ice cream Aiden bought us yesterday!” Graham says laughing.

You nod. “Thanks Graham.” You tell him.

Martin and Graham unpack the food they bought and you motion for Phantom to ‘get down’ and he jumps off the bed and goes to his food and water bowls and eats for a bit then goes to lie down on his bed and watches everyone.

Graham rolls the bedside table back in front of you and everyone grabs their food. You frown realizing your coffee and your water are both empty. “Could someone fill this with some water for me?” you ask holding up the water mug the nurse had given you.

Martin hops up and grabs it. He heads out to the nurse’s station for some ice and then fills it with water from the sink, comes back in and hands it back to you.

“Thanks Martin! I didn’t realize they had ice available!” you happily exclaim. He grins and gives you a wink.

“Martin told me about the ‘ice hockey’ game you had played with Richard. We tried it, and I must say it was quite fun!” Amanda giggles. “Thanks for telling him about it!” she tells you.

You grin and see Martin’s face go pink as he takes a bite of his food and Graham just laughs. “I do not want to know!!! So do not say anything!” he tells Martin and Amanda, while grinning from ear to ear.

You and Amanda just smirk and take a bite of your sandwiches. The four of you sit and talk as you eat. Martin and Graham sharing embarrassing stories about their times in New Zealand on set for The Hobbit films.

Once you all are done eating, you ask Graham if he could take some pics of each of the flower bouquets you have gotten. He nods and you hand him your phone and open up the Camera app on it. He goes around the room snapping photos of all the flowers and balloons you have gotten. Then he takes a pic of you with Martin & Amanda, then hands the phone to Martin who snaps a pic with you and Graham.

Amanda takes the phone and shoos Martin to get in the picture and she takes one of you, Graham and Martin as well.

“Oh! Here, Harley. Rich just sent you a text!” she exclaims as she hands you the phone.

“Hi Love! How’s your day going? I’m on lunch right now. Been thinking ‘bout you all morning. How’s Phantom holding up?” he texts.

You reply, “Doing all right. Graham has been keeping me entertained. Got a LOT of flower deliveries! Thanks for the gorgeous roses, Sweetie! I love them! <3 <3 <3” You send to him along with the photos of the flowers you’ve gotten so far.

“Graham got me lunch and Martin and Amanda are here having lunch with me and Graham right now.” you send with the pics of you with them.

He replies, “Glad you’re being entertained. Miss you! Bed was too cold last night without you in it. ☹” he replies.

“Awwww, miss you too Honey! Phantom says ‘hi!’ and Graham took him outside a little while ago. Phantom’s been really good and is enjoying his doggy bed.” You reply and snap a pic of Phantom watching you all with a lovesick puppy look.

Richard replies, “Awww! He looks so bored! Didn’t Graham and Lee get him any toys to play with?”

You ask Graham if they got Phantom any toys to play with. He gets up and finds the bag with the toys in it. He pulls out the squeaky mallard duck and the rope toy. Phantom’s head pops up and his tail starts wagging. “wuff” he says quietly.

Graham chuckles and cuts off the tags for the duck then tosses it to Phantom who catches it and starts shaking it back and forth, making the thing squeak. Graham tries to take it away and they end up in a tug of war, making everyone laugh till they are crying.

Finally, Phantom loses his grip on the toy and it goes flying into Graham’s chest. You laugh when you see the astonished look on Graham’s face. Martin and Amanda are practically rolling on the floor they are laughing so hard and Phantom just gives Graham and you this cheeky look and he goes back to his bed and lays down.

You Text back to Richard, ‘Yes, they got him some toys, just forgot to take them out of the bag. He just played tug of war with Graham and a squeaky mallard duck. Phantom tugged then let go of it and it went flying back and hit Graham square in the chest. Graham had an astonished look on his face & Phantom looked at him cheekily and went to lie down on his bed. LOL!!!!”

You get a text back with “ROTFLOL and a laughing while crying emoji. Wish I could’ve seen that one! Back to work, Sweetie. See you in a few hours when I’m done for the day. Xoxo Rich”

Graham chuckles and tosses Phantom the duck. It lands on his foot and Phantom shoves it off to the side of the bed and noses it till it lands on the floor next to the bed and out of the way. Graham looks over at Martin and Amanda and shakes his head. “Awww, come on, it wasn’t THAT funny!” he states, frowning.

They crack up again and laugh some more. “Oh! I wish I would’ve recorded that, Graham!” Martin finally gets out. “The look of utter shock on your face was priceless when he let go of the duck and it hit you square in the chest!” he says and starts giggling again.

Graham rolls his eyes and looks at you. You’re giggling and trying to be quiet, but lose it when he turns his glare on you. “Oh, lighten up Pops! He was just playing, but I do think he did that on purpose. He had such a cheeky look on his face!” you say giggling again.

Graham smiles at seeing you giggling once again. “Well as long as it gets you to smile, then I guess I can’t be too mad at him.” Graham replies. “Though, we should probably get things cleaned up. Rich said the lawyer was to be here for 1:30pm.” He tells you.

You nod, then decide you should probably get some help to the restroom. You call for the nurse while Graham, Martin & Amanda clean things up. The nurse helps you out of bed and hands you crutches. She checks the bullet wounds and then helps you to the restroom.

You don’t notice the looks on your friends’ faces when they see your bare legs and all the scars on them. Graham is surprised and frowns. Martin looks at Graham then at Amanda. Amanda shrugs and looks at you worried.

When you get into the bathroom and the door is closed, Martin finally asks quietly what they all are thinking. “Where did she get all those scars from?”

Graham shrugs and rubs his beard. “I have no idea. They look old though. Like she’s had them for a while.”

Amanda says quietly. “My guess is she either has been abused by her ex-boyfriends, or she had a cutting habit. It’s not really any of our business, though. If she wants to share about it, she will, in time. No prodding!” She tells them while pointing a finger at each of them in warning. “It’s probably why she is in pants all the time.”

Graham thinks back to when you had been trying on the skirts and dresses. “I don’t recall seeing them though when she was trying on the skirts at the store the first day I met her. She had bare legs then!

Amanda chuckles, “Graham, there are nylons that we wear that are skin tone colored. They are designed to hide things like scars, tattoos, and other imperfections we don’t want the world to see when we wear dresses and skirts. She probably had a pair on when she was shopping, figuring she would be trying on skirts and dresses.” She replies.

They finish cleaning up the room and you come hobbling out on the crutches and stop at the sink to wash your hands. Then you groan and hobble over to the bed. You lower it a little so you can sit on the edge and scoot yourself back.

You hand the crutches to Amanda and she leans them against the wall.

“God, I hate these shorts!” you reply with a laugh, feeling some kind of tension in the air, but not being sure what caused it. “Don’t they have anything in black or a little better fitting!” you say giggling.

It seems to break the tension and Graham and Martin chuckle. “What, Blue not your color?” Martin teases.

You grin, “Not this hideous shade of it, no! I feel like I’m swimming in them!” you reply giggling. You look down and sigh. “I suppose you’re wondering how I got all the scars.” You say quietly.

They all look at each other nervously. You see their uncertainty.

“It’s okay. You’re my friends, and you deserve to know.” You explain.

“Honey, you don’t have to tell us if you aren’t comfortable doing so.” Amanda tells you. “We’ll understand and won’t be upset.”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind.” You reply. “They are from my old boyfriends. They used me as their plaything and treated me horribly. I didn’t realize it was abnormal, until a Doctor asked about it when I went in for a physical. My exes were into, what did the Doctor call it??? They were into BDSM, and I ended up being the naïve victim…I guess you could say.

I didn’t know any better and believed what they had told me. It’s how I got such a high pain tolerance, how I can drink the strongest whiskey the Squawking Raven has. It hurts, but my brain doesn’t react to the pain anymore.” You explain. “It registers it, but just goes, ‘Meh’, and doesn’t send a signal to react to it.”

Your friends stare at you for a moment then look at each other wide-eyed. “Wow. You really have been through the wringer, haven’t you!” Amanda says quietly. “Well stick with Rich, Sweetheart. He’ll never treat you like that.” She tells you. “He’s always been a sweet man and very, very kind.” She encourages.

You nod. “I hope to. I’ve never had someone treat me the way he does. I still feel like I fell into some dream and keep waiting to wake up.” You say sheepishly as you tuck your legs back under the blankets. You wince a couple times from moving your injured leg, but don’t let it bug you too much.

“Well, Harley, we gotta get going. We still have a bunch of errands to run today.” Martin tells you. “Thanks for letting us come and crash your lunch.” He says grinning. “And please do stay with Rich. We haven’t seen him so happy in a very long time. You’re good for each other.” He tells you and gives you a hug. Amanda does too.

“Thanks, you two.” You reply. “You can come crash my parties any time. I’m stuck here for the next week according to the Doc.” You sigh.

They grin and nod. “We’ll come visit again.” They both promise and wave goodbye.

Graham chuckles at them as they leave. He sits down and looks at you. “Sweetie, does Rich know about these scars on your legs?” he asks.

You nod. “Yeah. He saw them the other night when he offered me the shirt and sweatpants for pajamas.

Graham nodded. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did he react? Did you tell him how you got them?” he asks.

You sigh. “I think he was upset at first. He seemed to be seething and trying to control his temper. He reached over, pulled me against him and just held me close. I could hear his heart pounding in his chest and him growling as I told him how I got the scars. He seemed to calm down though after we were able to talk about it.

I could tell he wanted to pummel my ex though when he saw him at Aiden’s, before my ex pulled the gun on us. Rich grabbed me and held me close behind him as he backed us up to the car. His heart was racing, and he had one hand in a tight fist, like he wanted to just beat the guy to a bloody pulp.” You explain to Graham.

Graham nodded. “Well, Sweetheart, that’s understandable. I think if I would’ve known about this earlier, I may have done it for him. When I came out and saw you laying there in Rich’s arms and the look on his face I was ready to strangle the guy, but Phantom had the guy’s arm in his mouth and was sitting on him, growling, so I let Phantom handle him. I just punched the other guy to keep him knocked out till the cops got there.

We were so scared he had shot you someplace that was more critical, though the Doc said the bullet just barely missed your main artery, so you were lucky. Somehow, he missed Rich’s leg though and hit yours. We still can’t figure that one out!” Graham informs you.

You shrug. “Lucky shot, I guess.”

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