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Gabby's POV
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March 22nd
He's been trying so hard. Harder than I would like. I don't want him to over do it. I just want him to know that appreciate the effort.
And that I forgive him completely. I love him too much not to.
He still seems to doubt that I do. Not that I love him...that I forgive him. He has to know that I love him. I'm sure he feels what I feel.
It's a hard feeling to overlook.
I snuggle deeper into him as we lay over the couch. The temperature of the room is just right and his sweater that swallows me whole smells more like him than he smells like him. His subtle scent putting me right to sleep.
"You sleep?" he asks for the millionth time.
"Mmhmm," I hum. He chuckles and makes circles in my back with his hand. His even breaths like lullaby as I drift deeper into my sleep.
"What are you going to eat?" he whispers, kissing my head.
"Shhhh," I hiss putting my hand over his mouth. He softly bites my palm and I giggle shortly. His warm touch grazes my skin as his hands moves down to my waist.
"You feel better?" he asks whispers and I nod.
"Are you sure?" he asks and I continue nodding. Has he never heard not to bother a woman on her period. The questions are antagonizing.
"The heating pad isn't even on anymore," he informs me. He reaches down and turns on the heating pad that lays between us. The movement has now pulled me far from my slumber.
"I didn't even notice because I was half sleep and then you started talking," I mumble.
"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to," he whispers, kissing my forehead.
He sounds so sorry. Now I feel bad.
"You don't have to apologize," I peck his lips and he smiles. "It's just never been this bad before," I say referring to the excruciating pain I've been feeling since my circle started. The worst pain I've ever felt.
Worst than being shot.
"You want to see a doctor?" he asks. I shake my head and he frowns. I laugh at him but pause when I feel the sensation of a sharp pain going through my lower abdomen.
I plop my head in his chest and he jumps.
"You okay? What just happened?" he asks. He stills and his body tenses beneath me as the pain fades.
"I'm fine. This is a normal thing. Maybe it's just worst because of the scarring," I say lifting myself from off him. I'm beginning to feel a bit nauseous.
"Baby, I know what happens when you're on you period and I've never seen you like this," he frowns. I stand before him and he sits up.
"Maybe you should go and see a doctor," he suggests. I sigh and he wraps his hands around my waist, pouting up at me.
"Jordan, if I feel like I really need to see a doctor I'll tell you but right now it's not that bad," I say to ease both our minds. I take his cheeks in my hands and kiss him. "Okay?" I ask. He nods and looks away.
I turn his face back to mine.
"I love you," I smile.
"Your hands so damn cold," he chuckles and I mush his chest.
"I love you more," he smiles back. I chuckle before pecking his lips once more.
"I'll be right back," I say and he nods. I head to the bathroom and by the time I enter, the nausea begins to subside.
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Frequencies
Romance*Not edited* I snuggled into the pillow before I felt his arm wrap around me, pulling me closer. My head now in his chest as he pulled my leg over him. "I love you," he whispered with his eyes closed. "Why?" I whispered back and he opened his eyes...
