When You Look Me In The Eyes

Control

*B puts Nicks meter down and sits down next to him on the bed*

(Bailey) high 400’s? seriously?

*Nick shrugs*

(Bailey) you’re doing this to make me feel worse about what I said right?

(Nick) *smirks* yea…all part of my evil plan

(Bailey) Thought so…K…you proved your point, you can come back down now

(Nick) funny…had this exact conversation with D an hour ago

(Bailey) you’ve been high like that for over an hour?

(Nick) yup *popping his P* fairly certain my pod is messed up…just too frickin beat from lows and promos all day…I don’t wanna move.

(Bailey) this is all my fault

(Nick)So YOU are the one that gave me diabetes? Thanks B…thanks a lot *snarky*

(Bailey) no, but I shouldn’t have texted you that last message…I feel awful

(Nick) I'm fairly certain my number is directly linked to me being a complete D-tard this morning and dropping so low I had to carb load all day…not your heated text message

(Bailey) *giggle* D-tard…nice one…still, I shouldn’t have said it…I was just so mad at you. This morning, that was no different to me than you purposefully taking an entire bottle of pills…you HAD to have known it would end badly. I just don’t understand why you would purposefully hurt yourself

(Nick) I’m just SO sick of D having so much control over every little thing. It would be REALLY nice to be able to go for a walk without having to tote the D arsenal… or grab a cookie without having to figure out how many carbs are in it to bolus for….and I for one would LOVE to never have to drink juice again…EVER I am so over juice…Or…here’s one…I'd love to be able to sleep right now…I’m so tired…but no…with that number, I'll be up forever drinking buckets of water

(Bailey) *sighs* come on….*grabs Nicks hand and pulls him up to sit* I’ll help you switch your pod…*B stands and grabs Nick’s D arsenal bag and insulin from the minibar fridge and hands them to Nick then walks into the bathroom and grabs a warm wet washcloth* I'll take that one off while you ready the new one.

(Nick) k…

(Bailey) *sits on the bed behind Nick and puts the warm cloth over the pod* you know… if you could reserve these pod malfunctions for when you’ve just showered…they peel off a lot easier

(Nick) right….mental sticky….*draws up insulin and fills the new pod…beep beep*

(Bailey) this one is deactivated right? I'm gunna pull it off

(Nick) yup…go ahead

(Bailey) K…like a bandaid…1…*peels off pod*

(Nick) *chuckles* what happened to 2 and 3?

(Bailey) I find the element of surprise to be best *smirks*

*Nick hands B a swab and she cleans a new site*

(Nick) here, primed and ready *hands B a new pod*

*B peels off the backing and smoothes the new pod into place*

(Bailey) TA DA! *throws her arms up in a pretend victory* I'm like your own personal pit crew *smile*

(Nick) pod crew…

*B giggles*

(Bailey) ooh can I do the cannula? 

(Nick) *hands B the meter* have at it…

(Bailey) I kinda love these pods…they are like little succubus robots

(Nick) I like to think of it more as an external pancreas…

(Bailey) eww…robots sound more fun…or Aliens! *pushes button to activate cannula*

(Nick) *jumps* *chuckles* could have warned me ya know…those don’t tickle

(Bailey) nope…element of surprise…that’s just the way I roll *smiles*

*Nick enters a correction dose into his meter before cleaning up the discarded pod, swabs etc. and laying back down*

(Bailey) water…

(Nick) *sighs* craaaaaaaaaap *lays there and does nothing but stare at the fridge*

(Bailey) what are you doing? *giggles*

(Nick) trying to use the force so I don’t have to move…

*B rolls her eyes then gets up, grabs a bottle of water and hands it to Nick before climbing into bed and settling into his shoulder*

*Nick smirks*

(Bailey) what are you smirking at?

(Nick) maybe Joe is right….maybe we do have some sort of freaky Jedi mind trick powers *smiles*

*B slaps his chest lightly*

(Bailey) does that make me your ‘betes bitch?

(Nick) *laughs* my what?

(Bailey) ya know…the one that runs around and gets you water and helps you change pods and reminds you to test and sticks around even when you are all hulk smash….

(Nick) guess so *smirks*

(Bailey) I’ll make you a deal

(Nick) uh-oh

(Bailey) I'll be the ‘betes bitch….NOT the ‘betes babysitter IF you promise to not repeat offend this mornings rebellion

(Nick) *smiles* deal

(Bailey) AND…

(Nick) ugh…there is more?

(Bailey) Isabelle needs to be schooled…or at least aware. I highly doubt you want to wait until you are all hulk smash for her to meet D. She asked me today what happened…I told her that was something she needed to discuss with you.

(Nick) k...figured you would have been scaring her with all the details today while I was gone

(Bailey) its not my place to tell people the dirty little D secret. I shouldn’t have said what I did this morning….at least not in front of her. You totally deserved what was said…

(Nick) *kisses top of B’s head* I'll talk to her tomorrow…

Chapter End Notes:

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