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Opposites Collide	By : Redneckgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Wentworth Miller Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction in its entirety. I am not claiming these events to be true to life in any way, shape or form and do not know Wentworth Miller personally. The story itself and OC's are of my own creation and no monies are being made o

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AJ’s POV.
‘And do you wanna know what else? That man of yours has been wonderful to you, he’s been so attentive. He’s been coming up each weekend for the last nine weeks, and since filming broke last Friday he’s been here with you every day, brushing your hair and cleaning up your face for you each morning, playing you music, reading to you, and just talking to you too. He told you every day how much he loved you, all he ever wanted was for you to open your eyes so he could tell you properly’ my mom tells me as she and Alex sit at my bed side, filling me in on everything I’ve missed in my incapacitated state.
‘Has he? Awwwww, but damn at the same time. I can’t kick his butt for dumping me anymore’ I say with a little laugh that’s returned by both of them at much higher volume. Right now things feel a bit tender at the very least, but I guess this is nothing compared to what I would have felt if I’d come round immediately after they’d pinned me back together again. I have three big metal pins holding the left side of my pelvis together after all, and a plaster cast on my left leg from ankle to thigh.
‘He’s been so worried about you, and tired, poor guy’ Alex tells me as I nod.
‘I know; he’s all stubbly which usually indicates he can’t be bothered to shave and that only happens when he’s beat. I think I missed him wherever I was, I don’t have any kind of unconscious memories of it or dreams, but I think a part of me kinda sensed he and everyone else was here’ I say, gently scratching around one of the lines going into a vein in the back of my hand. This is something I can’t wait to be over with; I’ve only been awake for eight hours and they’re driving me nuts already.
‘Well you don’t have to miss him any more do you?’ My mom tells me. How right I wish she was on that score, because when he goes back to work and I’m still stuck up here I’ll be missing him again. And when I tell her that I can’t help but wonder why I’m not being met by sympathetic faces, just smiles.
‘No you won’t AJ, because I’m taking leave from work to look after you while you recover, and I’ve decided to rent a house down in Texas so you can be close to him while you do get better. I think it’s vital for your recovery to be with all the people you care for most, and your dad will be coming down to spend four days a week with us too. He just managed to get a job as a cover teacher at a high school in Burbank and they’ve given him three days a week to start with to ease him back into the routine. I’m so proud of him’ my mom says as my face lights up, not just because of the gesture to move us down to Houston so I can be close to my beloved boyfriend for the duration of my recovery, but because my dear old dad is doing so well for himself at last too. Something I congratulate him on when he wheels me outside for my first breath of fresh air in the grounds of the hospital a little later. I’ve told Went to go back to mine and sleep for a few hours before he comes back to visit me at 5pm this evening, my poor baby really is asleep on his feet right now.
‘How many weeks alcohol free have you been now?’ I ask him as we sit in the November sunshine and he offers me my first cigarette I’ve had since waking up. I can’t believe it’s November already, damn I feel weird for missing out on two months of my life, although I am eternally thankful my absence from the world was no longer than that!
‘Almost four months now, and I’ve honestly never felt better. Mind, body and spirit, I feel just like I did years ago when you and Alex were still babies, and I think I have your mother to thank for that’ he replies with a smile.
‘I think you should thank yourself first, because you did it dad, you did it before you and her got back together, hell it was because of what you did that you got her back again!’ I exclaim, giving him a nudge in the side and watching him laugh softly through his nose.
‘Well you’re right there. We sat and had a big heart to heart about it the night before your accident, and she told me all she ever wanted in the seventeen years we were apart for was the man she remembered and loved back in her life. Did she ever tell you the same?’ he asks me.
‘She was always very tight lipped about it to be honest dad; I guess I can understand now why that was. She missed you so much she couldn’t bear you mentioned, and we always just assumed she was angry with you more than anything. There’s no way I could have predicted this, you two being back together. I’m so happy you are though, I really am. It was the best news I ever could have had to wake up to’ I reply, linking my fingers through his and squeezing his fingers, a gesture he’s quick to return. And after he leaves for the day with mom after Went arrives back it’s time for me to hear another piece of news; except it doesn’t fill me with the kind of happiness my parents togetherness has, far from it in fact.
‘With reason no one’s mentioned this to you yet, because we wanted your first waking hours to be happy ones mainly. But I need to fill you in on who spiked your spray bottle, because they were not only found out but fired and duly arrested too. It was Tamara honey; she was the one behind it all and apparently had planned it even before she came down to work with us. She lied, she knew you had the job, and it was the job she wanted in the first place. Her sole intention was to go down to Texas and boot you out so she could fill your shoes’ he tells me, while my face falls fast in disbelief.
‘Tam did this? As in my Tam, the girl who was supposed to be my friend and she did this? I’m..................................damn I’m PISSED!’ I shout, my fits balling up before I begin to do my usual thing when I'm angry and have nothing and no one to vent it to; knuckle cracking.
‘She’s nothing but a lowlife asshole, and one that isn’t worth an ounce of your anger. Believe me she’s lucky she’s female or I’d have...................actually let’s not go there. I’m never violent as you know but I think you get the jyst of how she’d have had her ass beaten for it if she’d been male’ he says to me, angry too for a few seconds before he’s calm again.
‘I just can’t believe she’d stoop so low, and after everything I did for her! I mean I know we weren’t really, really close friends like I am with people like Josh and Ike but for her to do that to me? Shit, just when you think you know someone!’ I exclaim, shaking my head.
‘Well she’s facing jail time over what she’s done, so she can’t ever bother you again’ he reassures me, putting his arms around me and kissing my head.
‘And that I’m glad of, I really am glad she didn’t get away with what she did to me................................but I still can’t believe she pulled such a dirty trick, I really didn’t think she had it in her, to be that spiteful and mean’ I reply, resting my head on his shoulder and kissing the side of his neck.
‘It’s surprising how much jealousy can sour a person, and that’s all she was AJ, just soured by her jealousy that you had the courage to go out there and get the kind of life she wanted so badly but couldn’t grasp for herself for whatever reason. Anyway, the name Tamara has been mentioned way too much for my liking already so let’s move on to a better topic of conversation’ he tells me with a big smile.
‘And that would be?’ I ask him.
‘You................and how wonderful you are.................and how much I missed you.......................and how much I love you’ he says between laying kisses from the back of my hand and up my arm before his lips meet mine.
‘Okay, I can live with that’ I giggle whilst smiling at him.
‘I guessed you’d have no problem with hearing how fantastic you are, but you do deserve to be told. All that time you were out of it even though I remained positive that you’d awake, in the back of my head I kept thinking you might never wake up to hear me say I love you. Yeah it’s an overly sickly sentiment, but it’s fucking true! I love you AJ’ he says, his arm tightening around my shoulder as he kisses my head.
‘I love you too, thanks for not giving up on me’ I reply, moving my head to kiss his shoulder before resting back down again.
‘Well, I did that once and it was one of the biggest mistakes I ever made. So I swear to you from now on I’ll never give up on you again’ he tells me before we both just sit there sharing content silence, the light starting to gradually fade around us. It’s been strange to have such a gap in my life that even though was fairly small, just feels very significant. I still do feel a little strange if I’m honest, but I guess that’s normal for someone who’s just spend the last nine weeks in a state of deep unconsciousness. But having Went sat next to me right now is making me feel more normal as the minutes tick by, just sat silently with our own thoughts before he voices his, and asks me something I could never have expected in a million years.
‘Will you marry me AJ?’ he says suddenly but completely calmly, still looking out over the grounds.
‘Yeah, yeah I will’ I reply, turning and giving him a kiss and then pulling his head down so it rests on my shoulder this time, stroking his stubbly hair as we just smile at each other before going back to watching the light fading into dimness. Sometimes, the biggest questions in life don’t have to be overblown to grand proportions; most of the time simplicity works just as well, and carries the same if not more sentiment behind it too. And the simple fact is this is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.
Seven months later.
AJ’s POV.
‘Whatcha thinking about Mrs Miller?’ my gorgeous husband asks me as he slides his arms around my waist and kisses the side of my neck.
‘How I wanna stay here with you forever’ I reply, looking out over the beautiful African landscape from the decking of the wooden house we are staying in on the wildlife reserve.
‘It’d be nice wouldn’t it? Just to have the occasional passing zebra or cheetah as our neighbours’ he chuckles.
‘It really would be, even though I think I’d end up missing California eventually’ I reply, turning my head to kiss his cheek. I can’t even begin to describe the contentment I feel right now, finally back on my feet after the last seven months of recovery that didn’t exactly go smoothly at all. After being released from hospital in late November I had three and a half weeks without Went there before he came back for the Christmas and New Year break, and then in January mom and I moved down to Texas so I could be close to him and recover at the same time. It was just a shame my recovery didn’t go as smoothly as I hoped it would.
After a month of being down there I started to suffer with agonising pain near to my left hip, and after being admitted to a hospital down in Houston it was discovered one of the pins holding my pelvis together had started to work itself loose as the bones knitted together again, meaning I had a three inch metal pin poking right into my abdomen. So back under the knife I went to have the pin replaced for a shorter one, which set back my recovery by a few months. By the time the filming for season two was over with in early April I was just about back on my feet and managing to walk without my crutches, which was good because I really didn’t want to have to hobble up the isle on my wedding day. Not that there was an aisle involved since it was here in Africa that we got married, on the spur of the moment with just our closest family and friends present as we exchanged our vows at sundown by the side of a river in The Masai Mara in Kenya, where we still are now. Even grandma Miller managed to make it out here, and after our initial shaky start I have to say Eunice is now one of the most special people in my life; I adore that lady so much and at last I think it’s safe to say the feeling is mutual (even if she does tell me off for so much as an interested sideways glace at a tattoo magazine! ‘Quit while you still have some bare skin left Alice!’ she often tells me).
For the ceremony itself we just kept our dress casual, mainly because of the excruciating heat. Went wore a pair of black pants and a white shirt and I wore a simple long white cotton dress, both of us barefoot like all of our guests too since out here as long as the sun has gone down its more comfortable not to wear shoes. If you step out barefoot at any time between 11am and 3pm you’ll get burnt feet from the hot sand if you aren’t used to it, like the Masai tribe who helped us celebrate our marriage are.
And that was just three days ago, and although it’s only been seventy two hours since we became husband and wife it feels like much longer. I guess when you have nothing to do other than follow wild animals around on the back of a Jeep all day and then lie around and relax all night in the blistering heat it does seem like a long time. Since our families left the day after too it’s become very quiet around here again, which I think the staff and other guests at the wildlife reserve are glad of.................no more 6am shrieking fits from Josh upon finding very large spiders on top of his mosquito net is something that’s helped the place quieten down for one thing!
And it’s in this quiet time that we can just relax and be content not to do much with our time out here, other than..................well..................we just got married after all! And because of my injuries we haven’t had a proper sex life for the last nine months, but a little later on after coming in out of the sun to find my shoulders burnt to a crisp (I had factor 30 sun lotion on too!) it looks like that nine month drought is about to come to an end.........
‘Is it too sore to kiss better?’ Went asks me as he sits astride my back gently, running his hands over my nakedness.
‘I think it’ll withstand that’ I reply, turning back to look over my shoulder and seeing him remove the cold cloth I have draped across my shoulders, and then feel them warmed by the touch of his lips, gently puckering against the red flesh, the sensation not painful since the sunburn isn’t as raw as it was before the application of said cold cloth, but still a little tingly. And those tingly kisses go from shoulder to shoulder as he rests his weight on one arm, his mouth starting to trail down my spine while his other hand strokes across my ass cheeks, sending goose bumps across them with his fingertips. I then feel those fingertips run up and down the dip of my back as his mouth kisses right down to the base of my spine, before I suddenly feel his teeth bite down onto my butt cheek, and his hand smack the other hard.
‘You’ve got the sexiest ass in the world’ he tells me, squeezing the cheeks before kissing each rise, his fingers sliding down between my legs and invading my slit while I feel his mouth sucks a hickey onto my ass, his teeth biting onto it again. Usually such tacky branding techniques aren’t his style, usually I get away with just a few well hidden pink dimples from him biting various places on my body, but this time he’s determined to leave a mark. But only for his own amusement since he did it before once and I couldn’t sit down properly, but anything else he does to me is far for the purposes of humour. I know he’s been waiting for this for a long time, being able to have a fully functioning sex life again.
I let out a soft groan when his fingers slide inside me, slowly working their way in and out while he twirls and turns them, tongue and mouth working their way up and down my spine as I shudder, forgetting all about the soreness of my sunburn and instead concentrating on the more pleasant burn my body has inflicted upon it, the burn of desire slowly building more intensely between my legs. God I’ve missed this, finally after months of pain I get the pleasure my fully healed body has missed and longed for so much.
‘Mmmmm come here, I just want you’ I say, turning over and reaching out to hold his face in my hands, pulling him close to me and kissing him, one of my hands sliding down his body to wrap around his dick and work him harder, my hand running up and down his shaft while I rub the head against my clit.
‘I love you AJ’ he says to me, kissing my outer ear softly.
‘I love you too’ I tell him, turning my face to the side and kissing him again as I feel him pull himself away from my grasp and push inside me, a groan rumbling through his throat as we continue to kiss and loose ourselves in the kind of sex we’ve missed so much, our bodies grinding together in heated union. And both of us are so far away from anything that isn’t each other right now it isn’t until much later on that I realize I haven’t been taking my pill for the last nine months, and neither of us thought to use a condom either. This could be interesting..................
The End.
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