May 15th(Emma's POV)
I can't stay asleep for very long. I'll sleep for a little bit but get waken up by nightmares, ones that were too close to reality. It seems like Bradley can't sleep either, every time I'm awake he also is and checks on me.
I can't get Ice out of my head. Then, all of a sudden, I feel extremely sick. It's all just too overwhelming. I run to the bathroom and throw myself over the toilet. When Bradley realized why I was running, he followed after me. Kneeling beside me, holding my hair out of the way with one hand, rubbing my back with the other.
"Let it out babe." he tries to comfort. I'm finally done and flush the toilet. My whole body is weak and can barely hold itself up. Probably since I couldn't eat anything all evening after receiving the news and just puking my guts up.
(Bradley's POV)
Its 1 in the morning and we were just laying in bed in bed together, both wide awake. Emma rips the blanket off of her and jumps out of the bed, then runs to the toilet. I run after her and sit beside her on the ground. Holding her hair and rubbing her back. "Let it out babe." I say.
I'm really not good at these situations but that doesn't mean im just going to let her deal with it by herself. My poor girl. She's extremely stressed and overwhelmed. She flushes the toilet and sits back. She looks over at me.
Her skin is as pale as a ghost, her eyes are heavy, little red dots cover her cheeks from straining, she's so weak. I reach and get her a rag and run it under cold water to wipe her face with. She wipes her face and just falls into my chest, too weak to stand up. Then the tears start.
She's bawling her eyes out in my arms. I pick her up bridal style and carry her to her bed, and lay next to her and holding her as tight as I can. When she began to calm down a little I ask her, "Is there anything I can get you to help?" She just shakes her head no and continue to rub her back.
She eventually falls asleep. I stay up a for a little longer to make sure she stays asleep. And she does. I dose off as well.
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I wake up a little after 7 and Emma's still sleeping. I try to slip out to the bathroom without her waking up, but I wasn't very successful. "Good morning princess" She gives a weak smile. "Morning". I kiss her head then get up and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.
Leaning on the doorway from her bathroom to her bedroom and I look in at her laying in bed, while brushing my teeth. "We don't have to go to work today if you're not feeling it." When I say this she sits up in bed, rubbing her face. "I have to." she says softly. "Are you sure? Are you feeling okay?" I ask finishing up.
"I'm sure and I feel fine." she says. "Then we'll go." I leave her in bed to go make food.
(Emma's POV)
Bradley told me we didn't have to go train today but there's no way I can't go. Ice would be so mad at me for missing a day because of him. While Bradley makes us food I get ready. We eat, he gets ready, and we go to the base in his Bronco.
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As soon as I walk through the doors of the classroom, everyone is looking at me. Probably because they seen some of my breakdown or because I look a hot mess. I walk up the middle row and I feel a hand rub my arm, It's Hangman. I look down at him and he gives me a smile. Wow, Hangman being sympathetic.
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