ℳ𝓎 𝒮𝓉𝓇ℯℯ𝓉 ℱ𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉ℯ𝓇 ꨄ 𝒮ℴ𝓁ℴ 𝒮𝒾𝓀ℴ𝒶 𝒮𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎

𝓉𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℯℯ

I placed the bowl of scrambled eggs on the tray next to the slices of bacon, inhaling the satisfying smell of the food in front of me.

I grabbed the tray of food and carefully made my way down the hallway. I knock on the bedroom door lightly before opening it quietly.

A sympathetic smile left my face when I saw Joseph sitting up against the backboard of the bed, resting his leg on some elevated stacked pillows. He looked over at me, and I saw that shimmer in his eyes every time we make eye contact.

"Hey baby. I made you breakfast." I said as I walked into the room and to the side of his bed. I placed the tray on the nightstand next to his bed before sitting myself on the edge of the bed next to him.

"Thank you baby. You really don't have to do this." He murmured, feeling guilty. I let out a sigh and rubbing my hand on his cheek.

"I want to. I want to be here with you while your stuck here not being able to do anything. So suck it up, because I will wipe your ass for you if I have too."

"Okay, that's enough."

We both giggled while I cringed at my own words. His face softened quickly after.

"Thank you Lee. Really."

"Of course Joseph. I love you, and I'm going to help you through this, okay?"

"Yeah. Thank you baby. I love you too."

He places his hand on my lower back, pulling me in gently so we could share a gentle kiss. I smiled as we pulled away, then giving him a kiss on his forehead.

"Eat up. I'll be in the kitchen cleaning up. Call me if you need anything."

"Thank you again Novalie."

"Your welcome, Joseph."

I kissed his cheek once before heading out of his room. I felt so incredibly bad for him. He must be feeling down not being able to do anything, but also feeling guilty that I'm helping him out with many things. I felt so incredibly bad for him. I wish I could take his pain away and inherit it myself.

I washed the dishes before cleaning off all the counters. My phone buzzed, alerted me like it supposed to. I dry off my hands before grabbing my phone, seeing that I received a text from my dad.

Dad
Hey sweetheart, heard what happened to Joseph. Hope he gets better quickly🙏. Also, I was planning on meeting your mother at the jail today while she's not high as fuck. Would you want to come with me? I would totally understand if you don't want to.

Novalie
Hey dad, first of all, thank you for thinking about Joseph. He's pretty upset about the whole thing. Secondly, as much as I want to never interact with her again, I feel like I should. What time?

Dad
1:45.

Novalie
Okay, I can make that work. See you in a bit 🫶

I don't know if I regret that decision or not. I promised myself never to see her again, but I feel like I should at least tel her how much she hurt me while she isn't high as fuck... like my dad said.

I let out a little sigh before drying off the dishes and putting them away. I head to my room and throw on an outfit. I put on some light makeup before putting my hair in a bun. When I'm satisfied with the look, I turn off the lights and head to Joseph's room. I knock on the door lightly.

"Come in." He said from the other side of the door. I open the door to see him in the exact same spot he was before, just watching TV.