My Everything (Scarlett Johansson)

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Y/ns POV
The dryness in my throat causes me to cough, waking me from my sleep. My head is pounding and when I feel the need to throw up but can't sit up because I feel too weak I know something's wrong. I feel around for Scarlett in bed and when I feel a body I begin to tap it with my hand. I can't tell how hard or soft I'm tapping her because I feel so weak but she must have felt it because she sits up quickly and turns to me.

"Baby? Are you okay?" She asks but I keep tapping her unable to form a sentence. My brain is foggy and I'm concentrating not being sick in the bed.

Scarlett sits up more and grabs my face to turn it so I can look at her. I guess from my hazy eyes and my tongue literally hanging out of my mouth she realizes something isn't right. She sprints out of the bedroom, im hoping to grab my insulin bag, and rushes back in onto my side of the bed and kneels on the floor next to me.

"Okay baby, I got your machine, I'm just going to prick your finger and test your sugar I'm sorry if the prick hurts you" Scarlett explains as she cleans my finger off and pricks it. Although I know what she has to do it means a lot that she explains it because I can barley comprehend what's going on right now.

"Mommy? Is mama sick?" I can hear Rose talking to Scarlett. She must have woke up when Scarlett ran out of our room. I hate for her to see me like this though.

"Sort of honey" Scarlett says shoving the test strip in the machine and hitting go. Once the machine is loading she turns to Rose who looks terrified at the door.

"What's wrong with mama!? She looks pale" rose says stepping closer to her mom.

"Mama is feeling a little sick, and I have to use this machine to check her sugar." She says pointing at the machine which thankfully goes off.

"Shit 289, babe you need insulin" Scarlett says but Rose starts getting concerned when Scarlett pulls the needle out of the bag.

"No mommy! No needles! Mama doesn't like them!!" Rose yells but Scarlett is quick to console her.

"Babe what's the conversion" scar asks me because she hasn't had to put insulin in me yet.

"T-toy emmel per hundy over" I mumble but I barley understood myself so there's no way she could.

"What? Rosie honey could you grab my phone" Scarlett points to the nightstand on the other side of the bed. Rose runs to get her phone and runs back giving Scarlett her phone. She climbs onto the bed and sits next to me, in the center of the bed. I feel her grab my hand and hold it.

"Mommy, mamas hand is sweaty" rose says

"It's okay honey, I'm going to fix it" scar says looking at her phone. "Okay 10ML per 100 digits over 90. Shes close to 300, will it hurt if I put a little extra?" She says out loud to herself as she searches frantically on her phone.

"Okay Rosie I have to put this is mama so look away." Scarlett says loading up the needle with insulin.

"Mama said no needles!! She doesn't like needles!" Rose yells and covers my stomach area with her body.

"Rosie honey I promise this isn't a needle that will hurt her. She needs it and I'll explain everything once I get it inside her" Scarlett tries to bargain with the 8 year old but the longer she waits the worse I'm getting.

I don't know how long it took Scarlett to get Rose off me because I ended up passing out. I was just so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. But when I wake up still in the bed with Rose and Scarlett both cuddling me, I figure it wasn't too long after I saw all black.

"Rose?" I question because she's laying on my chest and I feel like my bladder is going to explode.

"Mama!!" She squeals and wraps me in a hug putting her whole little body on top of mine.