Chapter Fifteen

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                 Juice's pov

The next morning.

I roll over when I woke up to look at Smoke. She sneezed and then sniffled. Her allergies are going to be crazy.

"Baby wake up." I say gently.

She made a face and then opened her beautiful eyes.

"I'm all stopped up." She says congested.

"I knew you would be, it's why I woke you up. Come on let's get you some allergy medicine and your tea." I say.

"Okay." She says.

I got up, put on some jeans, went to her, put my hoodie on her, and helped her stand.

"Babe I can make it to the kitchen." She says with a smile.

"I know but I'm gonna help my Ol Lady." I say.

"Your so good to me." She says as we walk.

"You deserve it doll." I say.

She smiled as we got into the kitchen. I helped her sit, gave her some meds and some water. Then I made her tea. As it was making, I got a cloth, put a ice cube in it, and went to her.

"Are you seriously about to dab that under my eyes like I do when I get like this?" She asks.

"Yep. You take care of me all the time now it's time for me to take care of you." I say.

As I slowly went to her eye she jumped. Then she looked at me with sorrow in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." She says.

"Baby it's fine. It's gonna take getting used too. I'm not gonna hit you or hurt you like they did." I say.

"I know. I'm just still jumpy." She says.

"Your gonna be. You don't get over it in a day. It takes a while." I say while dabbing her eyes.

"I know." She says.

After I put the rag in the sink and got her tea. After a moment she was feeling better.

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