No. 9

Saturday.

OH GOD !

An incredible wave of sickness hit me. I moved as quickly as I could. I made it to the bathroom just in time. A years worth of throwing up left me.

"Oh no." Said a voice behind me.

I could not answer all I could do was throw up. It was like the baby was pushing everything inside me out.

It was not a pretty sight all I could do was throw up and cry. It was like I had become a child myself.

Reece was there the whole time. He held my hair back and rubbed my back.

"It's ok...I'm here..."

He got me a wet flannel to lay on my forehead in between throwing up.

We spent the morning up until lunch time throwing up. I just hoped it would leave. Morning sickness is not just a morning thing.

Reece was such an angel. He really showed me why I love him. After supporting me through being sick he looked after me even further.

I heard him turn the shower on whilst I sat against the cold wall.

"Come on."

He helped me up onto my feet slowly. Then went and found me a towel whilst I got undressed.

I jumped in the shower and washed. It made me feel better. I could hear him pottering around doing different things.

I got out and found the fluffiest towel. It was so warm and snuggly.

I walked to the bedroom and found some comfortable clothes set out waiting. The fatigue hit me when I did the simplest of things.

I dressed and went down stairs. He had gotten some food out. Things like...

*Watermelon it gives water and the sugar curbs nausea.

*Ginger biscuits they aid with digestion.

I ate. I could not help but watch him. He really did look after me. He made me feel so special. I did not know what to do. I could not help but stare at my man.

"Staring at me again ! Haven't I told you it's creepy."

I chuckled, stood up and walked over. I sat on his knee. He wrapped his right arm around me.

" I love you Reece. I really do."

I hugged him close. I never wanted to be away from him. I gave him lots of kisses on the head this made him laugh.

"Heheheh stop. You mad woman."

"Never !" I said whilst I kept kissing.

"Becky !" he pretended to protest.

I kept kissing and kissing.

"Ok. Ok... I love you to stop kissing my head."

I stopped kissing and looked at him.

"Ok. I'll kiss you here..."

I kissed his lips. He did nothing but smile. I took a photo of us. I did not want to let him go. Never ever.

That day we would be helping my parents get ready for a party. We had to do things like pick up beer, put up bunting, wash glasses and many other things.

It made me very tired. Luckily Reece and I got to go back to the cottage. Unfortunately when we got back I began to be sick again. It took even more out of me. Yet again Reece was by my side all the way through.

Once I finished throwing up I had a nap. I really needed it the day really had taken everything. absolutely everything.

-HOURS LATER-

"Beautiful..."

A hand touched my shoulder softly. I partly opened my eyes.

"Beautiful. The showers waiting for you."

I groaned and tried to hide. He left me to it. I some how managed to pull myself out of bed and get ready.

Reece looked brilliant. He always did but something about him that night was just great.

As we walked out of the door another wave of sickness hit. I had to run up to the bathroom. We spent half an hour there.

"We don't have to go." Reece said smiling at me in the mirror.

"No. No we do. " I gave him a frail smile wiping the tooth paste off of my mouth then leading him away.

-THE PARTY-

We arrived at the party a little later than planned. It was still light outside. Reece and I walked down the drive hand in hand.

It was amazing lots of people where already there chatting, dancing, eating. It made me feel like I was home. I missed our parties they always made me remember why I love my friends and family.

I could not wait to get talking to everyone again. To see what had actually being going on. I just hoped that they knew I was actually interested and was not just paying fake interest.

The night went on and I felt like a child again. I was having fun dancing with life long friends, singing local songs, laughing at banter between friends. I could not help but smile a big smile.

What made it even better was the fact that Reece seemed to be enjoying it as well. He did not look like he wanted to punch anyone or himself. He joined in and had quite a few people around him.

I wanted to pause time. To stay this happy but all too soon was it time to go home. To get some sleep. We where the last to go home.

I drove us and some friends home. We ended with Reece, my singing teacher and I in the car.

"You know she loves you right !" Reece pointed at my singing teacher.

"oH I fucking know.."

"NO! She really does.. You're very important... "

I could not help but smile and blush. 

"I know."

"SO ! THAT makes your opinion of me important... that we have a friendship..."

"Reece.... REEECE... I love you. We have a friendship."

"I Love you too."

It made me laugh but also very happy. I knew they both meant it. They are not the type of men to just say it.

We dropped him off. Making sure he got inside ok.

-AT THE COTTAGE-

We made it back. I had to help Reece up the stairs. I laid him down on the bed and took off his shoes. I simply placed the duvet over him and went to get him some water and painkillers.

He took them and soon fell asleep. I made sure to gently snuggle down next to him.