You are sick (cal)

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I throw the covers off and run just barely making it to the toilet in time. I lean over the bowl and empty my guts over and over again. Cal came running in just as I finished. I leaned back against the tub and Cal got a cool flannel and put it on my forehead. "Baby girl doesn't feel well?" Cal asked. I just nodded for fear of vomiting again. I slowly stand and Cal helps me to the couch. He brings me a glass of water and some meds. Cal turns on the tv and we watch. 15 minutes later my stomach rumbles and I run toward the bathroom, Cal right behind me. He holds back my hair as I lean over and heave. once I'm done I rinse my mouth out with mouthwash and wipe my mouth. "Babe I'm tired I'm going to bed." I said walking towards the bedroom. Cal and I fell asleep together.

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