He held he tightly, saying "I'm so happy!" "I-I know....I can tell." I groaned once more. "What's wrong..?" He asked. "I can't stand the damn pain they give me!" I yelled. "Calm down...." he crooned. "Why should I when I'm under this kind of stress!?" I yelled at him. "It'll be fine....believe me..." he said, laying me down onto his lap. "I know....but I'm scared...aren't you?" I asked. He nodded slowly, saying "raising two kids will be a pain in the a*s. But...I'll learn on the way." "Mhmm...." I responded. "Besides....what could go wrong?" He asked.
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"Hey....how are you feeling...?" He asked. "I wanna leave..." I groaned. "Does it hurt...?" He asked, brushing back my hair with his fingers. "Literally two or how many hours ago I had them....I feel just dandy..." I replied. "Need something to eat...?" He asked. "If I eat now I feel like I'll throw up." I answered. "They're so beautiful.....believe me..." he said. "Mhmm....let me go see them..." I said, sitting up slowly. "They'll bring them in soon..." he crooned, laying down next to me. "My body hurts....." I groaned. "Yeah......you have tons of stitches...." he said, placing his hand under my stomach. "Yay...I'm skinny again...." I laughed lightly. He held me closer, whispering "you know.....I'm very proud of you right now..." "Why so...?" I asked. "Because....you're lucky enough to have survived that." Maxwell answered. "I know, but....aren't you scared?" I asked.
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It was later in the day and I was still at the hospital, staying in bed as usual. At least I was feeling better. By "better" I mean less sick and way less nauseous. I replaced my old shirt with a new one and sat in a chair, waiting. I grabbed my phone and played a game till he came back inside. "Ready to go back..?" He asked. "Guess so...." I answered, getting up.
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I laid on the couch, staring at Maxwell. He was on his laptop, doing something. "What?" He asked. "I want my phone." I demanded. "Tomorrow." He said, closing his computer. "Then where are they...?" I asked him. "Napping." He answered, smilingly. "Let me see them...." I said, rolling off the couch.
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Hanahaki Disease
AdventureIt's better if you read the story rather than me explaining it, but...here's a teaser to it. Thorns are sharp Petals are soft I'm in between Nobody knows who I am... They call me hanahaki.... Because of my disease. I was born with it. My sister do...
