The Nerd✓ (BWWM)

8

It's the simple things in life that counts, honestly

Giving your friend of 12 years a dish filled with a warm home cooked meal. Or giving them your last $20 in your name cause their in a tight spot.

Even just walking by on the road and doing a lil funny dance out of the blue just so someone that's been having a off day can have a small genuine smile on their face. Simple giving someone a hug or a soft 'im here for you' and actually mean it can truly make a huge difference.

It doesn't have to be loud and over the top. A bunch of wild daisy can have as much of a value as a bouquet of roses.

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"You love me right Danny?" The succubus of a woman whispered before rubbing her plump lips against my own.

Deep caramel eyes shifting back to my own stormy ones and drowning me in them as we shared this intimate, private moment

"You have my soul and you don't even know it woman"

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Not shorty after Francine left the room a older looking nurse came in but I was too out of it to observe her physical features, hell! I could hardly hear what she was saying because of the ringing in my own ears and a deep sniffling coming from me as my tears refuse to stop flowing. My heart ached and my stomach twitched as if through someone as flong hydro peroxide on my stomach acids. I felt my throat burn and my mouth water, and before I knew it the mostly digested eggs and green tea, along with mucus filled acid is leaving my throat unto the crisps white hospital sheets.

The gasp of the older woman caught my attention. I watched as she stepped back with disgust written clear on her face. Covering her noes and mouth before she turned and headed out. My head falls back into the hard pillow, staring into the bright medical overhead light before the brightness slowly dims down. Voice soon came someone in white surgical mask and glasses came into my blurry view , I feel confused, why do they sound so far away? as I felt the light touching on my neck and face.

My breathing calms down drastically; medically, that's not a good sign. The tightness in my chest worsen which cause me to wheeze and cough as if I've been smoking for the past forty years. The blurry person quickly turned into black figure running in and out of view. I feel so hot but the soft touches on my body are so pleasing that I didn't mind. They are comforting. I feel thirsty. My eyes begin to burn even though the tears didn't stop, when my eyes slowly close it gives my burning iris and pupils sweet relief. Eyes feeling heavy and vision finally dark almost insomnia like. I close my eyes as the soft voices faded into nothingness.

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"Danny." Her soft voice called out to my clogged up ears. "Danny.."

My ears clear and open to the only woman I've allowed into my life, to leave me confused and completely bussed, Trying to figure out and discover basic things like feelings.

"Francine?" My voice cracked and husky as if I've just waken up from a deep slumber. Throat dry and eyes taped together with crust as I fight to open them. Feeling what seem to be warm, wet cloth whipped over my eyes, multiple times and over my face.

She's cleaning my face

"Your breath stinks Danny." Her warm, peppermint breath fanned my face as she whispered, letting me know how close she actually was to my face. I hadn't noticed that my glasses where off until I felt them slip back on to my face before the rag ran against my jaw and neck. "You treat me so bad Daniel"