Invisible String

Chicken Soup

"It's complicated. I was ready to forgive him but...but he thought that I didn't love him because I didn't call him out for it. I should've been jealous. I should've been-" Her sentence gets interrupted as Joe kisses her again. He can't help it. Whenever her lips move he just wants to kiss them. Again and again. And she gives it back too.

"Do...you want...to patch up... with him... even after all these?" He asks her mumbling in between the kisses.

"No. But the more I think about it, the more I realize that he's right. I didn't feel a single spark of jealously when I found out about it. Maybe it was really because I never loved him? When he did everything to deserve it?" She sighs.

The room falls silent again. Only sounds of mouth stifling from their kisses fill up the whole room. They just can't get enough of each other. It's an addiction. The air in the room is still but there's no tension. Because they don't go beyond that. Not today.

Taylor wakes up in the morning being tangled with Joe once again. But this time she feels an wave of heat coming from his body. She frowns as she touches his forehead. Shit.

"Joe wake up," She pats his cheeks being scared.

"Whhmh, what?" He asks being disturbed as he tries to open his eyes.

"Why are you so hot?"

"Did you wake me up just to say that?"

"No, what the hell, I mean your skin is burning."

"I don't feel so?" He frowns checking the temperature with his hand.

"That's because it's your hand dummy and it has the same temperature."

After hearing her words Joe frowns in realization. He feels a little bit nauseous, his mouth feels dry and when he's trying to gulp down his throat hurts. He looks at her helplessly and she does that same.

"What do we do now?" She asks him being scared. How'd she take care of this giant baby in a foreign country in the middle of their honeymoon.

"I don't know, what if I die?" He grunts with bloodshot eyes earning a morning hit from Taylor.

"Stop being so overdramatic and stop scaring me out. Fuck. Let me call your mom."

"You're hitting me even when I'm sick, You're so rude."

"Shut up and lay down." She takes her phone from the nightstand to call Elizabeth.

After calling Elizabeth and talking to her briefly about it, Taylor comes back to the bed with a helpless look.

Joe looks at her with puppy eyes. He feels worse now. His whole body is aching and burning with the fever.

"What did she say?"

"She said that we should go home."

"But we've been here just for one day."

"There's no point of staying here since you're sick. You need rest and you'll get it the best when you're at home."

"But-"

"No buts let me pack our bags."

"Are we going to my parents house? I don't wanna go there."

"No your mom gave your responsibility to me as a punishment since I was the reason why you fell sick. So we're going home."

"I'm sorry for ruining our trip."

"It's not your fault. It's my fault that I let you get drenched in the rain," Taylor sighs shaking her head. She calls for room service and orders chicken soup for them. After that she calls Liam to make the arrangements for their flight and starts to pack their bags.