Hollywood Arts

Cancun 2 (TW)

(TW: depression, please do not watch the video if you do not like talking about depression, if you are okay with watching the video PLEASE wait until I write it in the text to watch the video! Thanks ily all)

I look over at the clock, it's 3am. I look back up to the ceiling and sigh silently, Beck's dead heavy arm across my torso and his gentle breathing on my neck is soothing but I can't sleep.
Sometimes for no reason I get really sad, I begin to hate myself even more and just want to disappear. I turn my body to face Beck, he looks so beautiful when he sleeps. I smile softly to myself then play with his hair gently.
"Lorena?" He says sleepily, "Yes Beck." "What time is it?" He lifts himself up to check the bedside clock, "Why are you awake?" His sleepy eyes turn into concerned eyes, I shrug, "Can't sleep." He holds me close, "What's wrong?" "I just want to listen to sad music and lay here by myself."

We talk quietly, tears are in both of our eyes; mine because I've talked about my feelings for once and Beck's words, he sounds so caring.
He wipes my eyes, "I love you so much and whatever we need to do to help you feel better I will do my best to make you happy, genuinely happy again. You're my whole world and I'm sorry such a beautiful light person has to feel this way." He kisses my jaw gently and cuddles into me close, "I love you too Beck, truly." He slowly falls back to sleep, his heavy breathing finally soothes me to sleep.
I feel sunshine hit my face and I feel Beck slowly get up, "Let her sleep for a little bit," I hear Beck whisper, "Order us some fruit, French toast or waffles, and orange juice. Thanks mom." He speaks softly with his mom I think at the end of the bed, my eyes are closed. His mom touches my foot gently, "So precious." She says in a cute way and then walks out of the room, I can't help but smile, she's adorable I love her.
I sit up soon after she leaves the room, "Beck." I call for him softly, he comes out of the bathroom with the toothbrush in his mouth, "Good morning my love," he walks over and kisses my cheek then wipes the toothpaste off my cheek, "Sorry about that." He chuckles, I smile, "Good morning." I shift to go on my knees, he wraps his arms around my waist, "You're so pretty." I blush and kiss his jawline. {That leads to him pushing me down softly, flipping me over and proceeds to rail me.}
I lay there, drained and weak. Beck throws the blanket over me when he hears a knock on the door. He adjusts his boxers and answers the door, it's room service. I sit up, I feel him inside of me still, "Here baby, eat and then shower." He hands me French toast, orange juice and fruit; I smile, "Thank you, for everything." He winks at me smirking, "No problem."
He goes back into the bathroom to finish whatever he was doing as I eat and watch videos on the slap. Beck comes out to lay down and eat, I hand him my phone so he can hold it as we watch videos. We finish eating and watch videos for 10 more minutes,
"I'm going to shower now honey." He kisses my side and I go to the bathroom.
I wash extra good making sure he's all out of me, I don't want a yeast infection. Then I brush my teeth and put on a robe and walk back to the bed. We cuddle for a long time before getting ready for the day.
Over the next week we did so many fun things, on the way to the airport I decided to upload a montage to the slap, let the drama begin.

(I'm so sorry for the short chapter, I haven't uploaded in so long due to writers block and just being so depressed and unmotivated lately. This chapter lacks detail and is so bad I apologize, thank you for continuing to read and hopefully enjoy the story, ily all)