𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙍𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡 & 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡

Chapter 40: Glomar & Vaporub

Chapter 40: Glomar & Vaporub

Pain. That’s all I felt. My limbs were pained, my throat was sore, my eyes stung every time I forced them open, My eyelids were heavy, my nose was clogged which caused my eyes to tear up, my skull was throbbing, my feet were killing me, even my freaking teeth and gums were hurting. All in all I was a useless, aching, mess.

I was sick. And hungry.

A week of non-stop partying with Adam can take a toll on your body. Or maybe the fact that we went skinny dipping at f.ucking midnight when it started to drizzle.

Not my best move, not my best move…

So far I am covered with two blankets -two heavy blankets- breathing through my mouth and my eyes at some point would tear up and the tears would spill to my ears. Not the best feeling I’ll tell you that much.

I couldn’t utter a word without sounding like a cross between batman and a chicken who recently got her vocal cords boiled. I was a mess. And hungry.

The room temperature was a bit high because I was feeling so interminably cold. I already threw up, and that wasn’t so nice because I already had nothing in my stomach.

The Tv was set on The Big Bang Theory and I was only listening to it, straining my plugged ears, because if I watched my eyes would water and my vision would blur so what’s the point?

I have never been so sick in my life.

The door opened suddenly “Tiger here’s some noodles soup, hot and spicy just how you like it!” embark Noah into his room carrying a bowl of steaming hot noodles soup.

“Thank you..” I croaked and his brows furrowed.

“What did the doctor say?” He glares and I smile a bit, lips cracked and with a gruff voice I say “No talking.”

“Exactly, now why are you talking then?” he says as he puts a tray with the big bowl filled with noodles, some bread and a napkin.

“Because you keep asking me?” I say and he glares at me.

I’ve been living here for two days now. I called him the day I couldn’t move and felt pain all over my body, which it was a day after the week I had with Adam before he flew back to New York City for work. He came in and took me to the doctor and kept scolding me all the way because he warned me but I’m so dam.n stubborn, and naturally allergic to doctors. I just don’t trust them, with their stupid shiny, very dangerous tools, and their tone making you feel like a child getting scolded or like Penny comparing to Sheldon, acting all high and mighty. B.itch you went to school for 25 years, I am in school for 13 years or so. Hah! Who’s the real loser.

Anyway he took me back to his place setting me up in the guest room and taking care of me all the while. He has been so nice and considerate and not at all whiney unlike me when I helped him. Speaking of kindness and consideration, the f.ucktard didn’t even hint to what happen the night we went to the underground. None. Nada. F.ucking nothing. He practically gave an orgasm with just his freaking amazing fragrance! I mean that was bound to have him talking but nooo that jerk didn’t utter a word about it although he kept smirking every now and then when my gaze met his.

Jerk…

Where was I ? oh right, him taking care of me. The poor thing was so committed to taking care of me that he became my nurse, my personal chef, my assistant and my maid. I had problems controlling my fantasies whilst having him at my beck and call. No complaints, so obedient...

Believe me the struggle was real.

“What struggle?” he says catching my attention. Sh.it I said that out loud!