Quench My Desire

I Will Carry You

"I don't feel anything Michael." I answered looking in his eyes. I don't know where this blood is coming from, but it's definitely not coming from Michael. I don't see any cuts on my body so it can't be from me....unless

"Stand up. Hurry" he said while helping me. That's when I felt the pain. I screamed and Michael held me.

"AOOWWW!!!!"

"Baby what's wrong?" He asked concerned.

"Michael it hurts. Can I sit back down?? It hurts so much." My bottom lip began to quiver and tears were forming.

"Yes, sit down. Where is it hurting at?"

"I don't know"

"What do you mean you don't know!?" He yelled worried. I held my breath to suppress the pain, but that didn't help it only made it worst.

"The pain!! It's all over...it hurts everywhere. I need to get out of this tub Michael."

"Ok. Let me get out first so I can help you."

"Michael please don't even think about going to put some clothes on. Fucking help me right NOW!! It hurts so much!!"

He looked at me and I stared at him hoping the pain would go away, but of course it didn't.

"I'll let you slide on that swearing, only because you're in pain."

"MICHAEL!!" I growled. He helped me out of the tub and blood was dripping violently on the floor.

"Is that from me?" I asked clutching my stomach.

"Yeah. We need a doctor."

"NOOOO!!! I don't want a doctor. Just clean it up. I'm fine"

"No you're not. Something is wrong."

I started crying because the pain got worst and worst by the minute.

"Aowwww!!! Michaelllllll please help me. *sobs* it hurts so much."

"Sofia, calm down. It's okay. Everything is going to be okay."

"No it's not Michael. Oh shit!" I screamed as I felt something come out of me.

"Michael, what just came out of me" I said panicking.

"Oh my dear lord....Sofia, stay right there. I'm calling a doctor."

"Please don't leave me Michael. Please stay."

"Ok. Let's clean this up and then we can lie down and you can take a nap."

"It hurts when I move, Michael. Call somebody. Help me Michael please. Do something. This pain is unbearable" he started crying. I don't need him to be crying, I need him to help ME!!

"Michael stop crying and help me. We both can't be crying. Help me please!!"

"I just hate seeing you in pain"

"So help me then"

"I can't"

I immediately stopped crying.

No he didn't.

Fine I'll help myself. I wiped my tears and slowly walked away from him. Ignoring the pain, I grabbed my robe and put it on carefully. Blood was still dripping down my legs violently. I walked out of the hotel room leaving a trail of blood behind and held the wall as I was walking. Michael didn't even come with me.

"Somebody help me!" I screamed. I wiped the blood from my thighs, and looked at it. I almost fainted. It was so much blood. What the hell is wrong with me!? I held back onto the wall and blood smeared on it from my hands. I saw a shadow on the other end of the hall and I tried to scream.