rocknmeme:

hurt sentence starters
blood, broken bone mention.

  • “you’re going to have a bruise.”
  • “it won’t heal if you keep picking at it.”
  • “you were out for a few days. how are you feeling?”

  • “absolutely not. you’ll pop your stitches.” 

  • “take it easy. you’re in rough shape.”
  • “those pain meds knocked you out.”

  • “where’d you get that bloody nose?”
  • “make a fist for me.” 

  • “where does it hurt?” 
  • “ow, ow, ow.”
  • “that’s going to need stitches.”
  • “shit, that hurts.”
  • “is it broken?”
  • “keep ice on it.”
  • “ouch!” 
  • “i can’t even look. is it bad? wait, don’t tell me.” 
  • “you shouldn’t be walking around right now.”
  • “how am i supposed to sleep with all these bandages?”
  • “stay in bed and let me look after you.” 
  • “there, you’re all patched up.” 

  • “let me help you to your room.”
  • “how many fingers am i holding up?”
  • “take your time. slow, slow. you’re doing great.”
  • “you could have a concussion. ”
  • “i’m okay. you can stop hovering.”
  • “you’re lucky. you could have gotten seriously hurt.”
  • “how exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?” 

Stefan glared back into the woman’s eyes, noting no feeling of familiarity. “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but you’re not my sister,” he said through clenched teeth, his words like razors. He pulled himself away from her, just to push her shoulder back against the wall as he backed away.

“My sister is dead. She, along with my brother and father died a   long    time ago,” Stefan took a few more steps away, his back to the woman as he twisted his daylight ring around his finger. He could feel the ghost of her hand on his cheek still, something that his sister did to comfort him when they were young. He shook his head, shaking the foggy memory away with it.

Stefan smoothed the apron with a cheeky nod before running back to the kitchen as a timer went off. “Okay, yeah. Here, let’s go set the table. Jeremy?” Elena pulled him along with her, leaving Anthony with Damon in the foyer. “Damon, play nice,” She added before continuing down the short hallway.

“Dinner will be finished in 5!” Stefan hollered from the kitchen as he cooked his specialty – Italian. 

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