Heaven is on earth (Loubbie)

32 . On/Off.

Hey, sorry guys for not posting a lot but I'm working so I don't have a lot of time. Also I've been crying for three days since I learned Bryan Randall death so.... (All my love to Sandy and Bryan's family and friends)

Three weeks later, the atmosphere between Lou and Debbie had significantly improved. They had worked through their issues, communicated openly, and found a renewed sense of connection. Lou felt a profound sense of relief and gratitude as she saw their relationship blossoming once again. Seeing the positive changes in their relationship brought a profound sense of relief. Spending quality time together, communicating openly, and making efforts to understand each other's needs had made a world of difference.

Lou cherished every moment they shared, whether it was a simple dinner at home, a leisurely walk in the park, or just cuddling on the couch. The small gestures of love and affection they exchanged felt more meaningful than ever. She felt more connected to Debbie than she had in a long time.

***

Lou woke up to the sound of Debbie being sick in the bathroom. Her heart raced with concern as she hurriedly got out of bed, making her way to the bathroom. "Deb, are you alright?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Debbie replied weakly, her face pale as she leaned over the toilet.

Lou gently rubbed Debbie's back as she continued to feel unwell. "Do you want me to call the doctor or get you some medicine?"

"No, I think it'll pass. Just give me a moment."

Lou nodded, staying by her side and offering comfort. "I'm here if you need anything,"

She spent the morning in the bathroom, dealing with bouts of nausea and vomiting. Lou was deeply concerned, constantly checking on her and offering whatever comfort she could.

She quickly dialed Constance's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Hey, Constance. It's Lou," she said when Constance answered the call.

"Hey, Lou! What's up?"

"Listen, I won't be able to make it to the club tonight. Something came up, and I need to take care of Debbie."

"Is everything okay? What happened?"

"Debbie's not feeling well; I don't wanna leave her alone; she's been throwing up all morning. So I'm going to take her to the doctor.

Oh shit She's gonna be alright ?

"Yeah, I guess. Can you handle things at the club without me?"

"Of course, don't worry about the club. I'll call you if I need anything.

Okay thanks.

***

Lou sat close to Debbie in the taxi, holding her hand gently. "Don't worry too much, babe. It's probably just food intoxication or something minor like that. We'll see the doctor, and they'll take care of you."

Debbie nodded weakly, a worried expression on her face. "I hope so. I just feel so awful right now."

Lou leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Debbie's forehead. "I know, baby , I know."

As the taxi approached the doctor's office, Lou squeezed Debbie's hand reassuringly.

Debbie managed a small smile, grateful for Lou's comforting presence. "Thank you for being here for me. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'll never have to find out because I'll always be here," Lou replied with a warm smile. "Now let's go see the doctor and get you feeling better, okay?"