sick - mc

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MADONNA CICCONE

ymbryned

AGE: 17

HER AGE: 42

WARNINGS!!
vomiting and just feeling ill

sorry this is really short, i'll get to writing smth longer with queen madonna

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it was around four in the morning when you woke up practically sweating through your pajamas

your head was pounding and your stomach felt heavy almost, luckily there was no feeling of nausea

well that was until you sat up. as soon as your head lifted your stomach dropped and you had to make a run for the bathroom

but the fact that it was four in the morning meant you hadn't eaten or drank anything today so all that came up was stomach acid which burnt the inside of your throat

after the non existent contents of your stomach were emptied your body felt numb so you simply slumped on the floor next to the toilet

apparently hearing you throw up woke your mum up because next thing you know she's pulling your hair into a messy bun and tying it

"c'mon, baby, sit up for me?" she asked you in a raspy whisper, still evidently tired

every movement somehow made your body feel heavier. you managed to, with your mum's help, sit in-between her legs, your back to her front

"i feel like shit" you mumbled as she wiped some sweat from your forehead with a towel from the towel rail

"hmm, you look it too" the blonde joked, tracing your hairline with her nails

"sorry for waking you up" you whispered and then the overwhelming need to throw up came back again so you launched yourself to the toilet. nothing came up.

"you can go back to bed if you want" you told your mum before going to wipe the sweat off your forehead but she beat you to it

"because i'm going to go back to sleep while my baby is ill" she said sarcastically, wiping the sweat off your face with a towel

"but you'll get ill and then the studio will get annoyed"

"and i care, why?" madonna chuckled and pulled you into her embrace "you're my priority" she started to run her fingers through your hair

"love you, mama"

"love you too, my love"

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chloe is ill... and sad so... lmao
- don't mind me just speaking in third person

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