"Leave me alone!", I yelled at Marciello as I slammed the door in his face.
He had been so annoying ever since he got here.
He opened the door back up and pulled me to him.
"I'm not going to leave you alone! Your trying to kill our fucking baby!", he yelled.
"I would never do that!", I yelled back at him.
"Then fucking eat! You have barely ate anything since I have been here," Marciello said.
"I've been trying to eat, but everything I eat I throw back up. ," I told him.
It was like as soon as I put a piece of food in my mouth, I automatically wanted to throw up.
"Don't try and use that excuse. Have you looked in the mirror! You've lost at least 15 lbs, that's not healthy for the baby!", Marciello said.
I couldn't respond to him, I ran to the bathroom and immediately started throwing up.
After I finished I flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth.
"Please leave me alone Marciello. I don't feel good," I said as I wiped the stray tears that came out of my eyes.
I felt terrible, everyday I was so tired. I couldn't hold any food down and I always felt like I was about to pass out.
I went and laid back down in the bed.
"I can't believe you're going through all of this to get rid of our baby. It's really pathetic and fucking sad. Just know that if you don't eat properly and our fucking baby dies, I'm filing a lawsuit against your ass," Marciello said.
"I'm not doing anything on purpose and it hurts that you would really believe that and say the things your saying instead of being here to comfort me," I told him.
"You always play the victim. The only victim is our baby," Marciello said.
"Shut the fuck up, Marciello!", I yelled at him.
"Don't tell me what to do," he yelled.
"If your not going to shut up I'm leaving," I told him as I got up.
My legs gave up on me and I fell down. My body started shaking and my eyes rolled back.
I was welcomed with darkness.
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What do you think is wrong with Belle?
