I'm not going to lie, Saturday was not fun. After fucking with my sleep Friday I paid for it the next day. I was due for a seizure anyway but didn't need three, or the multiple partials and absences between. As soon as I mess with my sleep schedule my brain fights me.
It's the asshole roommate were stuck living with.
I try choking down some soup and hoping it will stay where I put It then we lay around on the couch for a while. My whole body feels like I was tied behind a buss and drug around for a few blocks.
I'm definitely not used to this anymore.
When I seized three to five times a day, every day, my muscles were so used to it that I didn't notice the pain after a while.
Now whenever I seize every muscle in my body feels like its on fire. From the tips of my fingers to the ends of my toes.
EVERYTHING.
My ass even hurts worse than a night of getting carried away with Mike.
Then times that by three and you get what I feel like right now.
We lay together on the couch, heads at opposite ends, he tries not to put too much pressure against me but I tangle our legs up anyway despite the ache in my calves and ankles.
It just feels better that way.
He tries to rub my feet but stops when I flinch settling for resting his hand lightly on my ankle.
"This hardly seems worth a night of partying." he mutters leaning his head back against the arm of the couch.
I turn onto my back to look at him and shrug.
"Some people deal with hangovers, I get seizures and stiff muscles. Whatever, I'll feel better tomorrow." I insist and he gives me a half smile.
"That's not the same thing." he argues.
"Doesn't make Eddie stop having fun, I'm not going to let it stop me. We're not going to quit doing things because i might have a few seizures the next day. It's nothing I haven't dealt with before." I chuckle.
"I know, I just hate that you have too. I'm fine with our quiet evenings, I don't want you doing this to yourself for me." he insists and I snort.
"I'm not, I need to have a life too. I've went without one for far too long, I enjoyed myself last night. I have no regrets." I smile and he chuckles.
"Not even after finding out Andre hears us every night?" Mike teases and I frown.
Shit.
I forgot about that.
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Seizing Freedom
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