Mialotte ❤️‍🩹

So Breathe, Breathe with Me

Emetophobia warning!!

Mia's Pov

'Mia, please come see me, I miss you xx' My phone flashes up with a message from Char. I check the time to see it's only 4 pm. Char should still be at work. 'Where are you, sweetheart? Are you okay? Xx' I typed my response as fast as I could, worry starting to amalgamate as a pit in my stomach. 'I'm at home xx' The lack of response to my second question heightened my anxiety. I rush to get my things and get to my car, I forget to even message Char that I am on my way. Thankfully, she only lives about 5 minutes drive down the road. Although the drive felt more like 5 hours, I couldn't stop wondering what was wrong with my sweet girl.

I arrive at her house, I don't even knock on the door. Instead, I fly through it and try to find her. Frantically searching for her until I see a quivering pile on the sofa. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" I ask, kneeling to eye level. "I feel sick but I'm about to start my period so I know why, I'm fine I just wanted to see you." Char lied straight through her teeth, her pale skin, the shaking and occasional soft cries contradicted her last statement. "Char baby, I know full well you are not fine. Come here," I almost whisper, bringing her in for a hug. "Mia, let go," she jolts up, running upstairs to the toilet. I followed behind her, though she was so far ahead. Char's head is over the toilet bowl as I get to her. I take all her hair into my hand, keeping it out of the way, and use my other hand to rub up and down her back. She starts throwing up and it takes her a couple of minutes to get it all out. By this point, she's a shaky mess.

"Mia, I'm so so sorry." I see tears form in her eyes as she comes up, attempting to hide herself. "Sweetheart, it's okay, I'm here," I let her lean back into me as I rock her for a moment. She turns back to the toilet suddenly, repeating everything. I can't help but feel sorry for Char, my poor baby. "Do you think that's all of it?" I ask her, receiving a subtle nod in response. "Okay let's get you cleaned up then sweetheart." I hold her and help her stand up and we go towards the sink. I help her brush her teeth and wipe her face, her tears not stopping. I help her to take her clothes off and get in the shower, doing the same to myself and joining her. I hold her up, cleaning her and making sure she's okay. "Baby, let's get you dried and sorted, hm."

Char still seems frozen, like a doll. She has shut down and is obeying everything I say, almost as if she were a robot. I go to find some pyjamas for her and notice she still has my jumper from the other week. I take that and a pair of shorts and bring them back through to her. She's curled herself up into a ball, tears falling even more furiously now. She refuses to even look up at the sound of my voice. I have no choice but to hold her until she breaks out of this. I help to stand her up clothe her, and take her to bed.

I tuck her in and get myself into one of Char's oversized t-shirts, she's staring at me eyes still glossy. I get myself into the bed and she instantly snuggles into me. "I'm so sorry Mia, I love you," she whispers into my side. "It's okay sweetheart, you can't help it, and I will always be here to help you okay?" I respond, taking my hand and placing it on her head, massaging it through her hair. Char soon falls asleep from my comfort and at some point, I feel her wrap her arm around me. It wasn't long before I fell asleep too.

A/N - this is so short and so bad but i really just wanted to write some mialotte fluff