"I think I got sick from that job in Russia." I spoke into his shoulder.
"Fuck. Okay. I'm taking you to the hospital." He said, and I know when he says things like that there are no if's, and's, or but's. So I just nodded my head and let him do what he needed to do.
He picked me up, took me into my closet, grabbed some sweat pants, a sweatshirt, and some slippers.
"I need you to lift your arms." He said softly.
"Okay." Luckily I had on a sports bra underneath, so he wasn't getting much of a show since he's already seen me in it multiple times before from when we trained together.
"Okay. Now I'm going to pull down your pants for you. Unless you think you could do that on your own?" He asked.
"Just hurry up." I said. He nodded and pulled down my pants, quickly putting on the sweatpants.
"Thanks." I smiled at him weakly. He just nodded, picked me up bridal style, and carried me out to the nearest car.
"Okay. Are you comfortable?" He asked while trying to adjust the seat for me.
"Yes Kylo. Jeez your acting like someone's mom." I giggle.
"Shut up. I'm just trying to make sure you're not uncomfortable during the ride." He mumbled.
"Well I appreciate it, mom." I joke.
"Look. I'm the one taking you to the hospital, so you better be nice to me." He said harshly.
"Yeah, yeah. Now hurry up I feel like shit." I rushed.
"Okay. Okay." He surrendered. He buckled me up, walked over to his side, got in, started the car, and we began our journey to the hospital.
"Put on some music." I command.
"Why should I listen to you?" He asked while giving me the side eye. I just pout and whine like a little puppy.
"Pleaseee?" I beg.
"You know I think I like that word more when you're moaning it." He says nonchalantly. I turn beet red.
"Fucking prick." I muttered. He just laughs and turns on the radio. One of my favorites came on (In For It by Tory Lanez).
"Just hit a 5th of the bottle
And I'm in for it, I'm in for it
You brought your girl and she riding
But I'm in for it, I'm in for it
Call over your homegirls, tell 'em I'm on it
No more excuses, you always do this
I know what I want, I know what I want
No more excuses, no more excuses." I sing.
"Do you have an Aux?" I like this song a lot, but after it's done I want to play some other things.
"No, but who cares. We're almost there." I just pout and look out the window while I continue to have my one song jam sesh. The song ended and just like he said we were there.
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Stuck In Hell With My Enemy
Romance"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked my sworn enemy. "Have you lost your damn mind!" I scream at the top of my lungs. This bitch better answer me before I lose my shit. "HELLOO!" I get closer this time. Now I'm directly in his face screaming a...
Chapter 4~
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