The End (GxG) (Sequel to The Middle)

Chapter 29

-JAMIE'S P.O.V-

    I wake up screaming. Drenched in sweat. Screaming...
    Lynn has me in her arms tighter.
"What's going on, Koala?"
"Bad.. dream."
    Terrifying dream. Well. There was no dream. Just a lot of pain. A lot. Not like any other I have felt before. And my stomach.
    I run for the bathroom quickly. Lynn right behind me. I release my contents to the toilet.
   Lynn sits behind me so when I'm done I can just fall back on her. She holds my hair back, I really love her... I finish with it and do fall against Lynn. I laugh lightly.
"What about this is funny?"
"You must be tired of me being sick all the time."
"Of course I am. But it's because I can never do anything to help other than be here and hold you."
"I don't know... I can't imagine my image to you right now. Or ever really. I'm disgusting.."
"You don't disgust me. You never will."
   She kisses the back of my neck. Probably sweaty. I need a shower like yesterday.
"It doesn't matter if you get sick. It doesn't matter to me how you look when you are. To me you will always be beautiful, J. And I love you with everything in existence to ever love someone. So you can say whatever you would like about it but I'd rather you not, nor think. You're my wife, I can't leave you even if I would ever want to. And trust me, Jamie, that will never happen. I will never leave you, never."
"Mm.." why.. is her voice.. coaxing me back to sleep?
"I know. Let's get you something small to eat and you take something. Then you can sleep again, Okay?"
"Mhm."
   I turn in her embrace and hold on. She lifts me up and carries me to the bed. I sit on the edge, not laying.. because though I can't sleep without her.. I literally could pass out right now.
   She comes back with some crackers and fever reducers...and a thing of cold water. I down the water quickly.
    I didn't exactly mean to.. But I burped loudly. Which made her laugh. Her laugh is the heavens singing in my ears.
"S..Sorry."
"You're cute, Koala bear."
    I smile and slowly eat the crackers. I hold out the water bottle.
"On it."
    I speak between bites. "Best. Wife. Ever."
"Only."
"Best and only wife ever."
    I down the second bottle of water. And burp again. She just laughs at me.
"You know, some would say that is gross."
"Yeah but with you it's cute and funny."
"Mmhm. I want Gatorade.."
"That. That we do not have."
    Zeus falls from the dresser. But jumps on the bed nudges me.
"Hey Zeussiepoo." I earn a loud meow mixed with a purr.
   Lynn works fast on her phone. Confusing me.
"Who are you text happy with?"
"Abby. She hasn't seen us since we left. Thought maybe she could drop by with a bunch of water and Gatorade. Cool blue, right?"
"YEEEEEESSSS." I collapse backwards on the bed. "Zeus, your mom is my hero."
   He meows and climbs on my chest.
"And I think maybe a shower might be in order. If you feel up to it."
"I feel more awake. I have a pussy on my face though." I make pft sounds as Zeus flops on my face. "Not the one I want." I mumble against him.
   He purrs loudly and I can hear Lynn laugh.
"Zeus, babyboy. Off. Please."
   He climbs off but headbutts me on the temple hard. Daisy jumps up and lays across my face.
"Pussy heaven." I mumble.
    I hear Lynn drop to the floor laughing. I can't breathe.
"Daisy.. please.." she licks my forehead and climbs off.
   Lynn straddles my stomach as they get off the bed. I raise my eyebrow at her.
"Let's shower. Abby will be here in like 30."
"Kind of need you off too."
"Shameful. You got it, babe."
"Mhm. Very shameful. I would love the right pussy in my face right now. But we don't have time. And I feel.. tired and growing."
"I know babe."
   She climbs off and takes me into her arms. I hold on tightly as she takes me into the bathroom. I brush and clean my mouth furiously before stripping.
"Gross... And yet you find this.. attractive?"
   She laughs as I pull off the drenched clothes. I take first spot in the water. Her eyes linger on my ass the whole time I'm standing back to her.
"Really? I can feel your eyes."
"I have no shame. I can stare at my wife's ass every second of the day if I wish."
   She scrubs my head.. which feels amazing.. then moves and cleans my backside. And it's her favorite job because she is free to grab my ass.
   I turn around and let my hair rinse. The water feels good. I breathe in the steam. My eyes doing a little lingering on Lynn.
    I smile. "You're so beautiful."
"I'm naked and your obligated."
    I.. frustration sets in. I sigh and let her take spot in water.
    The rest of the shower is silent or filled with her moans to me scratching her scalp. But mostly silent. She knows there is something wrong.
   Am I right to get upset? It's not an obligation. Never was and never will be. Even in my vows, I would have done it no matter what.
   She could wear a burlap sack with her hair completely fucked and I would still think she is beautiful. It's NEVER been about her looks. Never. They're just a plus to her. I fell in love with her soul. Fall. More and more every goddamn second.
   With her soul. It's never been about her looks. And I wish she wouldn't fucking say that to me. Maybe I'm over reacting.. But it's not a fucking obligation. Never was and never will be.
   After about 10 minutes and getting dressed, Abby comes in with like 5 bags. Lynn is quick to help her.
"Hey, boo."
"Hey, boo. Thanks for the drrriiiiinnnkkks."
"I brought some soup too. I have to go get it though. I'll be right back."
   She runs and Lynn starts to put stuff away.
"I think I used my last hundred in my wallet. Do you have some, J?"
"You can check. Probably."
    She looks at me.. her eyes.. clear.. she's sad.. And worried.
    Abby comes back with another three bags. Which all contain a smell that my mouth waters for.
"Hot and sour."
"FUCK YES. I love you sooo much, Booo."
   I walk over and sit at the table. She sits with the soups and dishes. There is a lot. And I mean a lot. Fucking yes.
   Lynn hands her money for all of it. Abby tries to decline.. But Lynn never takes no when it comes to money.
"Let's talk wedding. What do you have so far?"
"Colors are traditional. Going small."
"I thought you wanted a big wedding."
"I thought about it. But small seems more perfect. I don't want to go all out for something that is just as perfect small. I mean your guys was perfect."
    I nod. A spark of emerald flashes I'm her mint green eyes. Worry. Great...
"Got a guest list?" Lynn asks.
"Yeah. I got everyone down. Actually, Jamie. I was wondering if you'd be my bridesmai"
"YES. FUCKING HELL YES."
   She starts laughing at me. "Good."
    I hum to the warmth of the soup.
"It's annoying doing wedding stuff by yourself. All Mike does is go 'Yeah, babe.' Or 'Whatever you want, baby. I want it perfect for you.' And I get it. It's nice and all of him to say that but a little help would be better than encouraging words."
"I could help." I offer.
"I'll have to pick your brain on a few things. But first."
   She turns to Lynn and smiles. "Would you like to be my bridesmaid?"
"Yes. Abs, that's awesome. I'd love to."
"Good." She sighs. "As much as I love you all. I'm tired and want a nap."
    I laugh and nod. "Sounds like a great idea." My stomach hurts really bad and I can feel my fever coming back but I'm not going to worry Lynn right now.
"Can I talk to you for a sec in private, Jamie?"
   Oh.. "Yeah sure. I'll walk you out."
   A few moments later I'm standing on the porch with her.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I lied.
"Come on. You really think I'm going to believe that shit?"
    I sigh. "It's Ly."
"What happened?"
"Every fucking time I compliment her she says 'and it's an obligation'. It's really pissing me off. She knows there is something wrong too.. "
    I know I sometimes say the same thing but it's almost always with her.
"Tell her."
"How the fuck do I do that?"
"First off, maybe calm down."
"I'm sick. You know I have no fucking anger filter."
"Boo, you can't go back in there like this. Being mad isn't going to do anything."
"I'm tired of it. Really tired of it. It's hurting me that I can't get her to accept my compliments. Am I not allowed to tell my wife she is fucking beautiful? And she says it's cause she's naked. Or cause it's an obligation." I take a deep breath before continuing. "You and I both know I don't judge by looks. It's not who I fucking am. She doesn't understand that I'm not just saying she beautiful on the outside.. But her goddamn soul. And it pisses me off because she doesn't see it. It pisses me off because it hurts that so can't get pass what ever fucking wall she has up to prevent any nice thing I say passed. I'M TIRED OF IT. I'M TIRED OF IT.." I feel tears streaming down my face.
    Abby pulls me in a tight embrace.
"She would understand if you told her."
"I tried... I've tried.. I just give up.. I will keep my promises to call her beautiful daily.. But I give up.. if she can't see my true meaning behind it and won't accept it.. I'll let her think it's an obligation since that's what she already thinks."
"You're okay, Jamie. Go back inside. Get rest. Maybe talk about it with her later. It will be okay."
    I nod as she pulls from the hug. "I love you, Jamie. You know that. I just want you to be happy. Try and rest. But I suggest talking to her."
"I doubt it will do any good. But I will rest."
   She waves to me as she walks to her car. I walk in and slowly make my way downstairs. A little rest.. And I will maybe talk..