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💆 Therealslimedupmike💆

“Hi loves, are you feeling better?” Mike said, of course I
don’t feel good or better at all. I feel fat, and ugly, and
miserable. I hate being sick, I hate being seen as a weak
person. I can smell the soup I’ve been wanting all day, but
I don’t have the appetite to sip it. I didn’t respond to
Mike, I don’t feel like talking to someone. I just want to
lay down, and hide in my blanket.

He lay down on the other side of the bed, and faced me, I
turned around to the other side. I don’t know what to feel
as I really feel bloated, I feel like shit in short. I want to
talk to Mike, but I don’t feel like it, even if he makes an
effort to talk to me I don’t feel like it.

“Hey, what’s wrong, baby?” He said, as he hugged me from
my back, my tears starting to blur my eyes, I want to hug
him back, and just cuddle with him. Feel the warmth of his
body, I unconciously faced him, and suddenly hugged him
tight. I sobbed on his chest, whilst his other hand hugs me,
and gently rubs my hair. He hushes for me to stop crying.
“I..I.. Hate feeling like shit, Mikey.” I said, as tears were still
flowing in my eyes.

“No, Laila. Don’t feel like that, you are beautiful inside and
out, I’m always here for you.”

“But I don’t want you to be stressing out just because of
me.” I said, as he was gently wiping my tears from my
face.
“I’m not stressed, baby. I love you, and I won’t quit on you,
I will always be here for you, no matter what,”
“But-” He Cut me off, and gently motioned to my
forehead,and kissed it, he went lower to kiss my nose,
and he gently cupped my cheeks, and gently kissed my lips.
This is the first time that I felt alive again, his kiss, his
hugs, all of him, makes me alive.
“I love you, Laila. This will be over, you’re stronger than you
know.” He whispered. I smiled at him, and let out a slight
giggle.
“I’m so lucky to have you.” I whispered.

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