"Why are you asking?" he asked in a confused tone. "I had been expecting you to use my bathroom anyways. Besides I can monitor it so that no one scary walks in on you."

He smiled though he had been entirely serious. The nurses were no longer in there at this point because they'd finished the bandages. Now all he needed to do was relax and just sit there.

Smiling slightly, Verona found it hard to be mad at him for nothing like this..
Slinking her way into the bed next to Ezekiel, she grinned, and crawled on top of him, careful about his wounds.
"One day, when we're married Ezekiel..." Was all that she had to say. Hopefully, he got what she was trying to say, without having to answer questions.

"Promise..?"

There was nothing wrong with the sharing of affection in a bathtub.. Right?

"When my organs are healed," he said with a grin. "Besides we still have our wedding night."

He had gotten what she was saying and was hoping she understood what he meant. He'd heard a few stories about 'the wedding night' and he'd usually not listened to the other people due to the kiss and tell aspect of it.

Laughing slightly, Verona nodded. "And when exactly will that be," she asked him. "The other night was highly disappointing. Too lustful. Not loving.. I love you, I don't lust for you."

Popping Ezekiel a quick kiss, she smiled again, and then trailed away into the bathroom. Finally, she'd be getting her bath.

That was a complete burn to the ego. When she had left he was thinking about what she had said. Did this mean he wasn't good enough for her? It sent a panic through him and he had to turn over onto his stomach so that pain would be induced and he could easily forget what he was previously thinking about.

He'd made a mistake then. It hurt to lie like that and he ended up rolling back onto his back. One of the wounds had reopened and was bleeding a very small amount and it was seen through the bandaging. He ignored it though as he tried to fully understand what she had said. Now he just felt wretched.

(aww! XD I feel bad now.)

Whirling around the bathroom, Verona had no idea that she'd had that sort of effect on Ezekiel. Really, she'd only meant that she wished they'd waited, and not rush into things like she wanted to. Of course, by the way she'd said what she'd said, anyone could have had Ezekiel's reaction.

And soon enough, there was Verona, soaking up the heat.. It felt so nice to have a bath like this.. It's had been too long in her opinion..

Poor Ezekiel. If she'd known what sort of distress she'd cause him, she'd certainly correct it.

(I felt bad when Veronica made Mayhen angry)

He tried to relax again but it wasn't working so he ended up getting up and started pacing around the room. He could recall the amount of times he'd refused her and he'd... oh he felt like a fool now.

He only stumbled occasionally now and it was mostly because there were things on the floor. The thought was still rolling over in his head when one of the nurses brought a pitcher of water and two glasses up. She looked angry when she saw him walking about.

"Master," she said. "I know that you don't like to sit still very long but you must at least sit rather than pace around. Besides what got into you... it's not like you to pace."

She left shortly after that and he seemed to understand her concern but he ignored what she had said and continued to pace. It was the only way he could really think about something.

((walking does help the thought process for me XD))

(Aww! XD)


Verona heard the maid, and felt a bit puzzled. Was Ezekiel the one making all of those thumping noises?
Washing her hair quickly, Verona stepped from the bathtub, and wrapped a towel tightly around her body. It covered everything, and that was all she needed for right now.

Stepping from the bathroom, she stared at Ezekiel pacing for a moment.
"What's wrong..?" She asked him, closing the bathroom door behind her.
"Is something wrong with your mother..? Did she die!?" Verona was beginning to freak out now. His mother was dead wasn't she!?

((lol... I think it's just natural for someone to have doubts or get worried after people commit certain actions. Now Verona gets to guess what's wrong and decide the next step of the story [though she's unaware of it]))

He saw Verona come out and instinctively covered his eyes. He'd done it instinctively but then was caught with the issue of her getting angry about this. Then there was the issue of lust. She was beginning to make things more complicated than they needed to be at that point.

"Just restless," he said with a weak smile. "That's all just restless and my mother's fine." He was still pacing at that point and tempted to ask her that question. He didn't though since he didn't know how to word it. He wanted to know why he was pressured so much if it was not love, then did she really love him. The doubts overwhelmed him at that point and he just sank into the seated position on the bed.

(Oh my gah. I'm just gonna do what you do. XD)

"Ezekiel.." Taking the place beside him, she didn't care about being in a towel. He'd have to get over it.
"Is this about what I said a little while ago..?"

Hopefully it was, because this was beginning to frighten Verona. Not only was she feeling ugly because he didn't want to look at her, but now she felt like something major had happened. Major in a bad way.

She'd only meant that she felt like it was more of a one night stand situation. Especially considering the fact that Ezekiel seemed to resent it more than anything..
And that was what it was, wasn't it..? He was resenting her more..

((I am so clueless o__o))

Ezekiel was shocked when she actually asked that question out right. he seemed confused as to how he would answer at first but his determination to let her eventually know bore down on him. He moved his hands slightly and looked her straight in the face.

"I didn't... I wanted to be with you... but I said I would be abstinent until I got married and I went against a promise and I don't want to hurt your feelings. I didn't see it as a one night stand because I don't intend on sleeping with anyone else," he said pitifully.

The situation was uncomfortable at the moment and the fact she was just in a towel made it worse. Well it was merely the fact that it was a towel, he'd spent a few nights with a girl that wore less clothing than that on a usual basis and it didn't make him uncomfortable at the time. Something had triggered a change though and he was entirely devoted to honoring Verona now.

Slowly, the corners of Verona's mouth turned up into a light smile. She was very excited to be hearing of course, that he wanted no one but her. But still..what was the problem?
"I'm sorry for making you break your promise Ezekiel, I shouldn't have done that.. It wasn't right. I was being manipulative..and.. I didn't care about your promise..."
She was being selfish that night.

"But..why are you upset then..? I thought we'd gone over all of this before..? There must be something more than this bugging you if you're pacing."

All he needed to do was say it, and she could find some clothes. Her dress was all bloody by now. All because of Veronica, as usual..

"Well if you haven't realized that my sister is a wreck, my mother is dying, my cousin who we thought was dead is now back and a live while my other cousin attacked me for attacking someone and now she's broken hearted because she thinks that he hates her, according to one of the nurses that I overheard talking, and you're saying it was only lust," he mumbled.

He had no guts at this present moment and would not have said it straight out if he wanted to. The last thing that Ezekiel wanted was to sound like a whining baby. He was comfortable at this moment in his positioning and no longer cared about the fact that she was only wearing a towel.

"You can wear some of my clothes for the time being," he said after a moment. "I'm sure you'll fit into Maria's clothing."

((the subject avoider XD))

The lust thing... "I didn't mean it like that, I promise.." she began. "I just meant that it seemed like I was forcing myself on you. Like it was just a spur of the moment, one night stand. And it wasn't that..okay? It wasn't disappointing like that.."
Giggling slightly, she continued. "I just mean, that it was disappointing that I could wait longer.. I was just... I wanted to make sure you were mine, you know..? Like marking my territory or something.."

Making it perhaps.

"If the whole being disappointing thing is bothering you.. I'm sorry.. I just wished I had been sturdy enough to wait it out. Trust me, you were more than fine."

And then she'd just leave it at that.

He just nodded slightly and he could feel it was quite an awkward conversation. He didn't understand why she was giggling though. It was rude in his opinion to giggle but he did not request her to stop since he thought her giggle was quite cute.

"You know you are very lovely," he said as he sat down. The bed was more comfortable than he recalled somehow and that was strange for him. It was mostly due to the exhaustion that he was feeling.

Getting up from the bed, Verona smiled. She'd made her point, and that was all she'd needed to do in the first place.
"So," she began, still holding the towel around her body. "What shall I wear tonight..?"

Her body was even more red than it was regularly now, due to the heat of the water. It didn't feel as bad as it looked however..

"Whatever you want," he said. "Just make sure you wear something though."

He'd laid down as he was instructed at this point and he hadn't taken his eyes off of Verona since she'd gotten off the bed. This was to prove a point but he wasn't sure if this was the correct way to prove it.

"We're going to have to eat dinner with my family you know?" he said.

Nodding, Verona opened one of his drawers. She wasn't exactly sure what to pick out.. Nothing really looked like it would remotely fit her figure.

"I don't mind.. I quite like your family you know." All except for Eric, and Veronica..And then Maria sometimes. SHe did quite like his father though...
The overwhelming sadness returned.

"I wish he was still around though, your dad..."

He was like the father Verona never had. Her father couldn't even be considered a father at this point. He was just sort of there..

"You could always ask for some clothes to borrow from Maria if you need to," Ezekiel added. "She wouldn't mind since she's always getting new things. I know you'd like my father to be here now... I feel the same."

He felt a certain amount of remorse at that point but it wasn't showing. He'd been taught that showing pain was a weakness and he'd attempted to not show it his entire life. That was up until the point when Verona made him crack.

Smiling slightly, Verona sort of shrugged. "Well, I don't want to go downstairs like this.."
Being mostly naked didn't seem like a good way to face her new family.. Especially with Eric downstairs.. Ugh..
He made every inch of Verona's body boil up with anger! After all that he'd done, Ezekiel still loved him..
It was just so odd.

"I'd hate for everyone to see me wandering around like this.."

"That would be quite awkward and I'd rather not have my brother stealing glances at you," he said jokingly. "I'm sure I have some things in there that would fit you. Try some shorts if you need and the shirt may just be a bit big on you."

He was entirely serious in what he was saying but it sounded almost sarcastic. They would get her clothing later since they hadn't bothered to bring it back from Helen's place. ((that's her name right?))

(Yes, Helen.)

Smiling some, Verona began to shuffle through his things more, eventually finding a smaller looking dress shirt.
"Is it fine if I dress in front of you.. Or would you rather me not..?"
Her voice had an almost hurt tone to it. She didn't care so much anymore.. But still. It was a sad thought. To her anyway.

Pulling some boxers out as well, she laughed. She was just odd that way..

"Are these fine?"

They looked normal. They were just solid colored. But somehow, Verona found them amusing..

"Are you laughing at my clothing?" he asked with a laugh.

He didn't mind the fact that she was changing in front of him. He was careful to look away at certain moments though to give her more privacy. He himself wouldn't like it if someone was staring at him while he changed.

"Those used to be my favorite boxers."

"Used to be?" She asked him, peaking an eyebrow. Finishing her changing process, she smiled, and rushed over to the bed, flopping down next to Ezekiel.
"You don't like them because I'm wearing them now..?"

Brushing some hair from Ezekiel's hair, she leaned against him slightly. She was only playing with him of course. She wouldn't be grumpy anymore for the night.
They'd be off eating soon, and then they'd sleep. She was needless to say a bit tired anyway.

"So I will give you cooties? Is that what you're trying to say?"

Giggling more, she rolled over onto her back. "I'm kidding."

"No, I got a different pair that I preferred," he said before she'd started playing with her hair.

Her thought process was strange at the moment and he was laughing at this idea. He had closed his eyes slightly and laughed with her lightly. His exhaustion was becoming clear but he didn't want to sleep quite yet.

"You know," he said. "You're very silly girl who should put more clothes on so we can go downstairs. I'm going to fall asleep if we stay up here much longer."