8:00am
I felt this sudden urge to throw up. I open my eyes and get out the bed. I run straight to the bathroom and start to throw up in the toilet. I stop and I begin to start coughing.
Whats happening to me? I clean my self up and weakly head out the bathroom with no strength in my legs.
I start to cough agian. I stroll downstairs to pour myself some water.I drink it and slowly calm down. I haven't ate for two days now. I realise that today was work for Damian that's why he wasn't in bed, so I'm in peace for now. I head to the fridge and take out some eggs with butter.
Then I heat up a pan and place a bit of butter on the pan waiting for it to melt. While I wait thoughts flow through my head.
Why am I like this? Why do I feel like this?
I then cleared my thoughts and finished cooking the breakfast.
4:00 in the afternoon
Timeskip, I'm in the kitchen agian, cooking dinner. Then I hear the door open, Damian walks in looking messed up and drunk. What is wrong with this man, honestly!?
"H-help me" his words barley come out of his mouth he drops to the floor, and my eyes wide open. I run to him and put his arm over my shoulder I bring him to the couch, laying him down.
Seeing him in such a mess, I don't even ask just take his shoes of and tie.
He lays there looking exhausted, I sigh to myself and walk back to the kitchen."I-Im hungry" Damian gently says. I then out him some food and take the food and bring it to him, I put it on the coffee table and signal him to eat. Gosh this is annoying.
"Feed me" he says breathing heavily.
"Y-your n-n-not a c-chi-ild" I say and I scoff.Out of nowhere something catches my eyes. His hands were bloody and ruined but I didn't realise till now because he hid them from me.
"W-W-WHAT H-HAPPENED!?" I scream. I quickly leave him and run for a aid kit. I come back and clean out his cuts, then I wipe away the blood and bandage his hands.
"I-I got in a f-fight" he says still sober.
"O-oh d-dami-ian" I cry out, I put his hands closer to my chest then kiss them. "I-I'll f-f-feed y-yo-ou" I sit him up abit higher then take the plate and feed him.Some time skips, damian finished his food then I washed the dishes. I put him to sleep by sitting next to him making sure he fell asleep. I didn't eat because I've lost my appetite.
12:00am
I bring a pillow from upstairs and a blanket and then I place the pillow on the floor. I layed down on the hard, stiff floor covering myself with a blanket till I fall asleep.
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Me And My Husband
Teen FictionShe's a girl who was forced to be married to a twenty-four year old man. They have a strange relationship but they still love each other. What will happen after that? FIND OUT!