Fairy Tale

Chapter 71: The Promise

🔥🌶️ Spiccchhy smichy Kissy Scene 🌶️🔥
🎵 Listen to CARRY ME HOME by Alex Warren, while reading this chapter. I'll link it below.🎵

Emily sat at the edge of her bed, her leg bouncing, she was chewing her lip, and twisting the sleeve of her hoodie. She sat staring at her pile of books, computer and notes, waiting to be packed. Bear was whining, his head on her lap. Emily slowly ran her hand over his head. She could feel her chest becoming tight, she was starting to struggle to breath. 

"Puffer...Bear...puffer..." She wheezed. 

Bear went to her bathroom and grabbed the puffer off the counter and brought it back to her, just as Minho walked in. He saw her struggling to breath and rushed over. Bear dropped the puffer in her lap. With her hands shaking, she took the puffer, easing the tightness. Minho tucked some hair behind her ear, concern in his eyes. 

"Baby, you okay? What happened?" 

"School..." 

"They wont be there. Brenda's slipped back into the crowd now that Tess isn't around, she's just another girl in the crowd. The whole school has settled. And you know we wont leave you alone, just like before, but now, those shucken shuckfaces aren't there!" 

Emily took another shaky breath. Minho gently pulled her into a hug and kissed her temple. "You'll be okay. I'll be right beside you. So will Bear." her loyal dog woofed, making Emily smile a little. "Other then being anxious, how are you feeling?" 

"Umm. Sore." She admitted rubbing her achy chest and stomach

"That walk was too long." 

"I hate just sitting. And the Doctor said light activities were good for me!" She protested, "I just can't kickbox for another like 2 months."  Emily groaned as she said it, it was so long, and she hated it. 

"Emily! You nearly died! Give yourself time to heal!" 

"Healing is so boring and slow!" She whined.

Minho sighed in defeat. "Well is there anything I can do for you to help take your mind of tomorrow? You're all ready?" 

"As I'll ever be." It was Emily's turn to sigh.

"How about a movie and snuggels?"  

She nodded. He kissed her nose and stood up, and gently pulled her to stand, "Go have a shower, get ready for bed and I'll get it all set up." 

"Thanks Min." 

"Anything for my Princess." 

He steered her into the bathroom with a small smack on the butt. He closed the door for her and she sighed again. She hated looking at herself in the mirror now. The big gash on her face had healed, leaving a white scar, and then there was the huge jagged incision scar from her emergency surgery, the swelling from everything had finally gone down, finally leaving her stomach flat again. Her last ultra sound and CT scan showed everything had healed. Yet she was still very sore and was on very strict orders, light duties only. She wasn't even allowed to carry her backpack with too many textbooks for another 3-4 weeks. The puncture marks from her synthetic lung surgery left scars on her chest, her full left arm was still weak and stiff from being in a full cast for the last 6 weeks. The bruising on her arms and hands from all the IV's was finally fading. But she just didn't feel like herself. She was uncomfortable in herself. She was frustrated and angry. She hid it all behind her smile. She was good at that, hiding her hurt and fears and personal disgust.

She turned away from the mirror before she broke down and cried and climbed into the shower. 

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