Sick

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I lay on the couch cradling my stomach. We had gone out to eat the other night and apparently I got food poisoning. I should've trusted jack when he told me that the place looked sketchy. But the Chinese food was so good, so I kept eating. Wrong choice.

I groaned out in pain when another nauseous feeling washed over my body. Jack called in from work so he could take care of me. He was making me some chicken noodle soup, I don't know if I can actually eat though.

He walked in with a sorrowful look. He slightly smiled before walking over to me. Bending down next to me Jack gently caressed my cheek. "baby, I'm sorry." I shook my head.

"It's not your fault, I should've listened." He bit his lips in thinking. Jack has been taking care of me for two days and honestly it feels good. It kind of makes me feel like I'm a child again, without a care in the world.

"You look pale, maybe I should take you back to the doctors." He reached over for his phone but I quickly stopped his arm.

"No, they already gave me medication. What else could they do?" He sighed deeply. He knew I was right, I didn't like to see him agonizing over me. "Calm down Jack. I've been sick before, it'll go away soon" I chuckled lightly.

"I don't want you to be hurting" he ran his hand through my hair sending chills down my spine.

"I'll be ok, go finish the soup and we'll eat together" I slightly pushed him back with any strength I did have. He smiled and shook his head.

"You always got to be independent" he chuckled. "But ok, it'll be done soon" he kissed my forehead and retreats snack to the kitchen.

I turned the volume up on the TV just a bit so I could hear it. I've been getting head aches as well. I was never good when I was sick, it was either I feel like I'm dying or I'm not sick at all. There was no in between and it sucked.

I watched the jeopardy game go on before I got a notification on my phone. I contemplated getting up to get it or ignoring it fully. With one last thought I groaned and stood up, retrieving my phone I looked at the message I got from my mom.

Mom: hey darling, how are you doing?

Me: I'm doing ok, Jacks been taking care of me.

Mom: that's nice. Martin and I were wondering if we could come check on you.

I sighed, I already knew the two were in Manhattan. They do this all the time, I love them but I need a little space. "Jack!" I yell.

Me: sounds good

He comes running in, a spoon in hand. "Yeah?"

"My mom and Martin are coming" I shut my phone off and return the couch. Jack nodded before disappearing back into the kitchen.

The couple were always the ones to do things spontaneously. Usually to us, like coming here unexpectedly. I loved them but it felt nice to have time to my self. I think they don't know what personal space is, they do this almost ever week.

Jack comes out of the kitchen with two bowls with steam rising from each. I smiled at Jack and sat up from my laying position. Placing the bowls down on the coffee table carefully, jack took a seat next to me. He draped the blanket over his legs as well before looking over at me.

"You are going to have to wait for a bit, it's hot" I nodded. A wave of nausea came over me once again making me tighten the hold of my stomach. I bent over slightly to where my chest was pressed against my legs.

"Today's the last day, that's what the doctors said" he gently rubbed up and down my back trying to comfort me. Although nothing could comfort me, I felt horrible and there was no way to get rid of that.

"I'm sorry jack but I just can't eat right now." I looked up at him with sorry eyes. He pressed a kiss against my forehead and brought me into a hug.

"It's ok baby, we will warm it up later for Myta and Martin" I nodded and nuzzled my face closer to Jacks chest. "Let me put this away and we'll cuddle, how about that?" I looked up and him and slightly nodded.

He put away the bowls of soup before coming back. Jack laid behind me and pulled me close to his chest. The blanket warmed us both, our fingers played with each other while we watched another round of jeopardy.

I don't know what I did to deserve jack in this world. He makes everything better. I'm sick and he still makes me feel loved and warm inside. There wouldn't be any other guy I would've chosen, he's the one and always has been.

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