It's Way Too High

Death of a Bachelor

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Sorry for being gone again
but guess what!??

I GOT ACCEPTED INTO
THIS AMAZING UNI A COUPLE
CITIES AWAY, YAYYY!!!

Thank God all that sleepless night
pay off, lol. I'm so fucking
happy you have no idea.

But here's a new chapter
I'll explain why I was gone again
at the end of the chapter

HAPPY READING
LOVE YOU ALL
XOXO

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The past few months flew by much faster than any of us thought it would.

Things were oddly great and most of them went as smooth as they possibly could be. We even got the dog I was talking about with Luke that night.

It's a "she" and the kids named her Lashton because they said it was Luke and I's first child together. I thought it was very thoughtful of them to come up with that name. I even shed a tear but no one needs to know that.

Later that night, we have this fancy dinner that Luke planned outta the blue and guess what? He gave me a promise ring.

I should be glad that everything was great and there's like literally no bumps in the way, but the thing is, all of the greatness only makes my anxiety grew bigger and bigger and my suspicious raising higher and higher, which of course, was a big no-no for my mental health stability.

True to my suspicion, 2 months after that fancy dinner the five of us have, something weird started happening.

It was Luke.

No, he didn't cheat or anything, it was his health.

He started to get dizzy 24/7 -- like dizzy as in that amazing headache, not the "I'm stressed and tired" kind of dizzy -- And get tired extremely easily. We had a serious talk regarding the kids and the dog one day, and he goes all pale while clutching his head so hard in his hand. I panicked from the sudden change, but being the clueless person I was, I just cradled him to my arms and held him through the pain. His whimpers were one of pure agony and it was so heart wrenching that I cried along with him.

I've been avoiding anything serious ever since, afraid he might go through that extreme pain again.

Despite my effort to prevent him from that pain, it didn't work. He kept waking up in the middle of the night, groaning in pain until he cries himself again. I was there with him, doing my best to distract him from the pain, but I know even that wasn't that much of help.

As if his agonizing pain wasn't enough, a month after he started having that headache, he starts passing out randomly even when he wasn't doing anything heavy or hard. The worst one was when he passed out three times in a matter of 24 hours.

We were having a day together, the five of us were chilling in the backyard; the kids were playing in the pool while Luke and I were tanning under the shades. He was about to get the kids when he suddenly stopped in his tracks and just fell down.

The four of us rushed towards him and even though he was still breathing, it was still so scary. He woke up 10 minutes afterwards, looking all confused and dazed.

The second one was when I asked him to get my phone's charger upstairs, and he just fell in front of the stairs. Thank God there's no serious damage, but this one last longer for about 25 minutes or something.