Love Is Love (Discontinued)

Chapter 2 - Feelings Bloom

(Ashley's POV)

I had finally woken up after a good night's sleep. Though, I still felt tired. I sat up and looked out the window, seeing the beautiful Sun rise up in the morning sky. But then I realized something.

Martti was gone. And I started to panic.

Until I smelled the heavenly scent of bacon, 'Oh, she must be making breakfast.' I thought in relief. I got up out of the bed and walked towards the door to leave, but not before grabbing my beanie and placing it on my head.

I entered the living room and saw Martti sitting on the couch eating... a... spider sandwich? I rubbed my eyes and looked back at Martti. Yet, she was still eating the spider sandwich, 'Why is she eating a sandwich with spiders in it?' I mentally asked myself. She noticed me standing there, "Oh, morning sexy." she purred, taking another bite out of the sandwich. I felt like I was going to throw up (not from her calling me "sexy", I was actually flattered about that, I even blushed). "Hey, you alright?" Martti asked in concern. "Why are you eating a... s-sandwich with... spiders in it?" I weakly asked, feeling a little bit of vomit climb its way into my throat. She gave me a perplexed look, "I'm eating a bacon sandwich." she stated in a confused voice.

At that moment, realization hit me.

I didn't take my medicine.

I probably had the dumbest look on my face right now, "Yo, you alright?" Martti asked once more, in a more concerned voice, snapping me out of my trance. I looked at her, "I left my medicine for my illness at home." I stated softly. "Medicine? For what?" she asked. My breath hitched a little.

"...-phrenia..." I whispered softly (can you whisper softly?). "I'm sorry, what was that?" she asked. I (stupidly) became angry. "I HAVE SCHIZOPHRENIA, OKAY!?" I snapped as tears started running down my face. She gasped, "O-oh. A-Ashley, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I just... I-I... I'm s-sorry." she softly apologized. I sighed, "It's okay," I said as she looked at me in surprise and what I think is happiness, "I should be the one apologising. I was the one who left my medicine at home, and decided to take my anger out on you. And for that... I'm sorry." I apologized softly. She then did something that made me blush redder than I don't know what...

She hugged me. I felt my heart pounding against my chest and my stomach doing backflips. I just wanted to kiss her so badly.

I returned the embrace and nuzzled myself deeper into the hug, my breast pressed tightly against her chest. Though she didn't seem to mind. We pulled away from the hug and sat down on the couch, "Will you be okay? Y'know, without your medicine?" Martti asked. I nodded my slowly, "Yeah, I'll manage... hopefully." I stated. "Umm, if you don't mind me asking, what kind of illnesses do you have?" Martti asked hesitantly. I took a deep breath and answered, "I'm... bipolar," I started, "I have a mental illness known as hypomania. It's an illness that makes have mood swings from time to time. Also, I have schizophrenia. Another mental illness that'll me have hallucinations and on some occasions, delusions." I explained softly. Martti just looked at me, dumbfounded, "Wow." she said. I then remembered what she said to earlier.

"Why did you call me 'sexy'?"

After I asked that, her breath hitched, "Um... I... don't really know, to be honest..." she stated as she looked away from me, a bright red blush donning her face. "Hehe, you look cute when you blush." I giggled as she blushed even more (if that's possible). I then saw an adorable, little kitten make its way from behind the couch, "Aww Martti, you didn't tell me you had a kitten!" I cooed as I picked the kitten up and set it on my lap. "But... I don't have a cat." she stated as she looked me in confusion. "Then what it this that's sitting in my lap right now?" I asked, a little annoyed. "Nothing..." she stated. I looked down at the cat and...