Chapter 8

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I woke up feeling sick as a dog. "Christian"I groaned. He groaned. I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach. I shook Christian to wake up. He looked at me drowsily. I started gagging. He picked me up and ran me into the bathroom in my room. He sat me down on his lap as I barfed. He just rubbed my back. I coughed one last time. "I'm good" I said breathlessly. He flushed the up-chuck in the toilet. "I wanna take a shower" I whined into his chest. "Gotta get your neck check out first." Christian said cradling me as he carried me back to bed. Jasmine(Chantal's nurse) came in with Dr.Lily Singh(aka SUPERWOMAN😋). Dr.Singh checked my neck out and said it was fine to go home. I rang Jayde and her I was going to stay at Christian's and that I'm coming home. Christian stuffed my blanket into my bag and picked me up. I wrapped my leg around him and laid my head on my pillow(up and down). Jasmine was following us with my medication,shower bag for my cast and crutches. Christian sat me down and put my leg on my pillow. Jasmine sat my crutches and shower bag on the floor and told me to take my pain medication every 6 hours or when needed. We drove to his house and Christian pick me up and sat me down on his couch while he got the rest of my stuff. "Bath?" he questioned going through my bath. I nodded. He pulled out my pajama shorts,lacey underwear,and my cotton-candy blue tanktop. "What if I wanted to go out tonight?"I asked. "You arent. Your too sick."Christian said picking me up. "Do you need help?" he questioned as I balanced to strip. "Noo. Ow."I said and fell. Christian took my shirt and pants off. "I can do it from here" I complained. He started my water and then turn out of the bathroom. I unclasped my bra and threw my underwear off and slipped on my shower bag on my leg. I washed my sore body with apple soap. I washed my hair with gentle jasmine. (A/N Jasmine is a name and a flower) I got up and jumped to the the towel cabinet and grabbed a towel and removed my shower bag. I crawled to my clothes and got dressed. I threw my hair up into a ponytail. "CHRISTIAN!" I shouted as I started tossing cookies. He raced up the stairs and rubbed my back. "Get my -cough- toothbrush please." I said flushing the throw up and sat there. He ran down the stairs and returned with my toothbrush. I pushed myself up and hung onto the sink as I brushed my teeth. I whined. Christian picked me up and put me down on the couch. "Broth or soup?" Christian quizzed as he was searching through cupboards. "Soup"I said weakly. "Chicken noodle or tomato?" he questioned again. "Chicken."I said coughing. He popped it in the microwave. He brought me and my stuff up to his room. I grabbed my blanket and pillow and laid down. He came up with soup-in-a-cup. I was half way asleep as Christian made me eat. I wrapped my arms around his waist. I trace his abs and fell asleep.

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