the ultimatum

sick

Shitty rushed chapter but it's okay. Next is the day before the party 😉

lucy pukes her guts up into the toilet, Tim grimaces and follows her in and pulls her hair back.

"three down, one to go" Lucy mumbles still leaning over the toilet, Tim chuckles nervously, this felt really intimate..Tim was slightly uncomfortable and awkward.

Lucy leans over the toilet again and throws up more, Tim rubs her back and sighs..he really does not want to get sick.
"Sorry for seeing me like this" Lucy grumbles sitting up straight

"Lucy. I've seen every part and side of you, relax. Your good it's fine, your beautiful always" Tim says softly, then immediately turns red in embarrassment and clears his throat awkwardly.

Lucy chuckled dryly "so I'm beautiful leaning over a toilet bowl puking my guts up with a broken wrist?" Lucy asks chuckling, trying to get rid of the awkwardness and tension.
"yeah" Tim whispers softly, and Lucy stands up and flushes the toilet and goes to the sink and washes her mouth out.

"I can head home..if you want. I understand that like Angela wants me to stay here but I'm sick and I don't want to contaminate your home.." Lucy stutters, her face was pale and she looked exhausted.
Tim sighs and cocks his head at her "Chen my home is already contaminated with sick kids. It won't make a difference if you're here or not, please stay I insist, actually I don't insist, you ARE staying" Tim demands and Lucy sighs and nods.
"Okay." She agrees fiddling with her cast.

"You head to bed, sleep and shout if you need anything." Tim says walking Lucy back to bed, he felt uneasy leaving her after her nightmare..

He heads back into the living room and admires his kids..their soft breathing and snoring filled up the room. He pulls the blankets up and tucks them in more.
He lays next to him and tries to get some more sleep before the next day.

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The next day he woke up to arlo throwing up on the floor.
"Oh gosh, buddy okay..into the bucket" Tim says passing the bucket to him, arlo throws up in the bucket, Avalynn was still asleep on the sofa.

He goes into the kitchen to grab cleaning stuff and he finds Lucy leaning over the counter.

"hey you okay?" Tim asks concerned, Lucy nods "uh yeah, just felt nauseous and light headed" she admits and Tim grabs a glass of water for her and places a few medications infront of her and a packet of crackers.
"Drink and eat." He demands and Lucy smirks
"Yes sir" she chuckles and Tim goes back into the living room with cleaning stuff and cleans up arlo and the sick on the floor.

He was so done with this sickness virus..and he knows he's next.
Avalynn then wakes up and she felt so much better, so Tim gets Angela to take her to preschool.

All day Tim was looking after sick arlo and Lucy, arlo got better towards the end of the day but Lucy was still sick.

At the end of the day after dinner tim put the twins to bed and him and Lucy were sat on the sofa watching true crime, Tim kept glancing at Lucy's wrist..he just couldn't stop thinking about Ryan.

"Your thinking too loud" Lucy mutters exhaustedly.
"I'm fine." He replies drawing patterns on the sofa arm with his finger nervously, Lucy picked up on his hesitation and nervous behaviour.
"Timothy." Lucy says turning her head to him and Tim sighs and leans his head back.

"I know Ryan broke your wrist" he admits and Lucy's eyes widened and she looked down at her lap ashamed.
"He didn't-" she tried to lie her way out of it but Tim shook his head.
"You do not get to lie about that man Lucy" Tim snaps and Lucy shook her head and ran to the bathroom to throw up.

Tim threw his arms up in the air in frustration, he knows it was Ryan.
She comes back a few minutes later "are you okay?" He asks and Lucy nods.
"I'm just going to head to bed." She says and Tim nods..
"We aren't done with this conversation" Tim tells her as she shuts his bedroom door.

Tim lays down flat on the couch, he is honestly going to murder Ryan.

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The next morning he had found him self leaning over the toilet throwing up, he locked himself in the bathroom, he didn't want anyone to see him like this.

"Tim let me in" Lucy says knocking on the door hearing him throw up.
"No, I'm fine" Tim grumbles back and retches and gags, Lucy grimaced.
"Tim your sick" she states and Tim shuts his eyes "I'm not" he lies, knowing he is, he just wanted to be left alone.

"yeah right I knew you were going to do that." Lucy replies and Tim sighs
"How are you feeling?" He asks her and Lucy sighs
"A lot better actually" she says
"Good for you." Tim mutters with attitude still leaning over the toilet.

"What was that?" Lucy asks and Tim sighs
"Nothing. Will you get Angela to take the twins to preschool please?" He asks before throwing up again, Lucy agrees.

Tim was in and out the bathroom being sick all day, he told Lucy he just wanted to be left alone. Lucy took that opportunity to finish planning for the kids birthday party.