37: Miracle

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The doctors pulled me out of the room, as they worked on him. What is happening? This is what happens if you pray, to save someone. I run my hand through my hair. The door was closed. Will he make it? He has to. I don't know what I would do without Blake. I sit down on a chair, tears running down my cheek, as I cried into my knees. I was curled up in a ball. I am not ready to lose him. I don't think I will ever be ready to loose Blake Barnhart. I have gotten too attached to him to let him go.

The doctor opened the door, and walked up to me. I stood up. "Is he okay?" I ask. The doctor grins. "He is better than okay, you see, he was having an allergic reaction to the numbing pill we gave him, it was making his throat swell up. But he threw it all up, when that happened." The doctors said. "What would happen if he didn't throw up?" I ask. "He probably wouldn't have made it." He said. "Can I go see him?" I ask, the doctor nods his head. It was a miracle.

A miracle kept Blake alive. I open the door, and he looked even worse than before. I walked towards him, and gentley stroke his cheek. His eyes flutter open. "Hey," he takes a long, painful breath. "Sexy." He finishes. Tears come to my eyes. "I'm happy your alive." I sob. "I know, it's a miracle." He says. "I love you, baby." I whisper. "Love you too." He manages to get out. He motions me to sit next to him on the bed, so I lay down next to him. He leans in, and kisses my lips, softly.

It was different, but he is so weak right now. I kiss him back. His lips start to leave my neck, and he kiss down it. He bites down hard on my skin, causing a soft groan to escape my lips. He blows cool air on the sore. "Doesn't, this hurt you." I gasp out as he nibbles on my sweet spot. "You have no idea." He whispers, I moan loudly as he groped my breast. I hear a knock on the door, and we jump apart, I sit down on the chair. "Come in." We say. It was Blake's dad.

"I came back as soon as I could, how are you feeling Blake?" He asks. "Like shit." Blake says. His dad chuckles. "Who's this?" His dad says, motioning to me. "This is my girlfriend, Madi." Blake says. "Oh yes, I remember you, it's good to see you again Madi." Mr. Barnhart said. "You too sir." I say. "Well, I better get back to work." He says, looking at the time. "I will be back soon Blake." His dad says, before he walks out. "Now, where were we?" Blake says. "I'm sorry Blake, but we better not. We almost got caught, and it is hurting you." I say.

"I don't care." Blake huffs. "Don't worry, I will be ready for you when you come home." I say, with a wink. "Can't wait, sexy." Blake says, winking at me. "It's been so long since I've touched that sexy body of yours." He says, licking his lips, hungerly. My cheeks turn bright red. "Aw- you embarrassed?" Blake asks. "Of course not." I say, before pecking his lips. "Get some rest." I say, he nods. I sit down, and watch him drift off to sleep.

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