I glanced at her. "And you give me shit for drinking?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
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I glanced at her. "And you give me shit for drinking?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
"Drinking to get drunk." I pointed out. "But having a glass every once in a while wont hurt anyone." I said, taking a sip. "Plus, it's champagne. You're supposed to be drinking it with me."
"No I don't.." I mumbled softly, but moved on rather quickly, and got a glass for me too.
"What's wrong?" I asked with a sigh, setting the glass down and looking over at him.
"Babe, nothing is wrong, alright?" I said softly, and took a drink of the champagne. Quite a bit was on my mind, my dad, marriage.. Proposal, and just stress.
"Um.. Okay.." I answered. I finished my glass, then I went to go take a shower.
When she was doing that, I rushed to the other bathroom, puking my guts out. This is the third stage of the extreme withdrawal I was having without the heroin...
When I got out, I could smell throw up. I went into the bathroom and immediately fixed him a glass of water. "Baby.. What's wrong?" I asked. He's still withdrawing?
"I think its the last stage of withdrawal.." I said, takingthe glass and taking a few drinks, and brushing my teeth a few times.
I gently ran my fingers through his hair before giving him naseuos medicine. "I'm sorry baby.."
"Its my own fault, its alright.." I said softly, and after taking my medicine I laid down, I had the chills like no other...
I pulled the blankets over him and sighed. "Once it all passes, things will be better..."
"I should be okay tomorrow.." I said, this sucks, this was not supposed to happen now! On vacation?.. "Cuddle.. Please?"
I smiled. "Of course.." I got under the blankets with him and draped my arm across his waist, getting in our usual position.
We fell asleep soon after, and woke the next morning. I groaned, the headache I had was insane
I woke up and got him some pain killers. "Hopefully you'll feel better soon.."
"Yeah.. I hope so." I said. "So, how about breakfast?" I asked, not wanting to be stuck in here.
I nodded. "Yeah, okay." I answered. I got ready and then we went down and got a croissant.
I got a scone, a chocolate chip one, I was so happy.. I haven't has one since I was a kid
I smiled at him. He's like a little kid. After that, we went to go visit my father.
I hoped I didn't look too wrecked to see her dad, j didn't want to make a bad impression.
We went and had a nice cup of coffee, then he took us into town to show us all of the sights. I squeezed Angus's hand. It's so romantic here. They weren't lying when they said it was the most romantic city in the world. I love it here.
The way her face lit up as we walked around, made my face light up as well. It made me happy to see her happy. I made a mental promise to come back here with her one day, she loved it!
We took some cute pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower, and we even had lunch at the top of it. Then my father left us so he could go to work. "It's beautiful here, isn't it?" I asked Angus.
"Yes, I love it here." I said smiling. The height of this tower was crazy scary! I couldn't look at how high we were without wanting to puke
I took his hand. I always knew he was scared of heights. "We're as high as the birds.." I said, kissing his hand. "It's okay. We're safe."
"Yeah, but still, pretty scary. But pretty impressive." I said, and kissed her hand softly..
I smiled and looked into his eyes. "This vacation.. Its really nice.. A nice escape from hell and bad memories.."
(What if she gets cancer? Just an idea. And I know we have done it before but we can go into much more detail and not skip as much and just make it more interesting?)
((Okay!))
(Alright! Then maybe she can start feeling funny soon, and what if its like an ovarian cancer?)
((Meaning she can't have kids?))
(Well, no, but it makes it challenging, its like a 50\50 shot.)
((Oh okay!))
(Should we make it so they are back home now? And that's when she tells Angus she is feeling funny?)
((Shouldn't he propose first or do you wanna wait till after she finds out she has cancer?))
(Right! Hm... Maybe he proposes right before she is about to tell him about the cancer? Then she ends up holding off for a little? Dramaa xD )
((Ok))
A few days after getting back, I got the ring.. And I prayed she would love it.. And actually say yes. I mean, I had a strong feeling she would, the doubt just lurks like an annoying fly. I walked inside and set the groceries in the kitchen, we were in need of food, so I had to stock back up the kitchen.
"Hey babe.. Let me help you." I said and I went to help him put up the groceries. As I picked up a pineapple, I felt a sharp pain in my lower stomach and I dropped it, doubling over and groaning.