Here is a little short chapter...hope you likes :)
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Chapter 9
Danny's POV
After a several hours at work I was completely exhausted, not even sure I could drive home. Not willing to put myself in another car wreck I called my sister to come drive me home. When Marty pulled up I opened the door to his fancy car and just melted into the seat.
"Hey man, you gonna make it?" he asked me.
"Yeah man I just didn't realize how freaking tired I would be after the flight and work," I tell him. "Not that I am not glad to see you but where is Jenn?" I asked him. He frowned.
"She isn't feeling too good. I am getting a little worried she has been hurting all over but refuses to go to the doctor. Maybe you can come over and make her go after you have had some sleep," he told me. Great now my sister is ill. My life is such a freaking chaotic mess right now and all I want to do is sleep. Tricia hates me, I am trying like hell to be a father, and I have a dying woman to care for. Before I knew it Marty was shaking my shoulder to wake me as we had arrived at my house.
"Thanks for the ride man," I tell him as I yawn loudly.
"No problem anything for my little brother," he said laughing.
"Man that is still weird stop it," I said chuckling as I slammed his car door and trudged my way to the door. As it was late I figured everyone was asleep in the house so I tried to be as quiet as possible. Walking into the kitchen to find me a late night snack before I went to bed I was met with the sight of Tricia leaning against the countertop in her pajamas. In my state of exhaustion I couldn't control myself as I went straight to her and grabbed her pulling her to me and smashed my lips against hers. To my utter surprise she ran her hands in my hair and pulled me closer. Running my tongue over her bottom lip she instantly met my tongue with hers driving me to the brink of insanity. After the very heated kiss I broke apart from her leaning my forehead against hers.
"You're here," I said to her.
"Yes I am and you look terrible," she said with a little giggle. "Go on up to bed and I will bring you some food," she told me sternly. Without even another thought my feet automatically took me to Jenn's old room where I had been sleeping since I brought Natasha here. I went to the attached bathroom and stripped, hopping into the shower and washed up as fast as I could. Getting out I dried off and threw my boxers on. Walking out of the bathroom I saw that Tricia was waiting for me with a tray of food. Her mouth was a little agape and her eyes were meandering all over my body causing me to get excited which I didn't think was possible in my exhausted state.
"I-I brought you some food," she said. I saw that just a fraction of her midriff was exposed due to the shortness of her shirt.
"Good, because I am hungry," I told her as I met her eyes. I saw the shiver that ran over her.
"Are you cold?" I asked her.
"No," she said as she pulled me over to the bed. Lying on the bed she pulled the blankets over my legs and then sat the tray on my lap. She fixed me some chicken soup with a little salad on the side. I dug into the food not caring that she saw me pigging out like a madman. Once I was finished she smiled and took the tray. She was only gone for a few minutes before she came practically running back through the door. I held my hand out and motioned for her to come to bed with me. I felt like I was dreaming because last thing I knew she even refused to speak to me and here she is climbing into bed with me. Wrapping my arm around her, my hand found that little bit of exposed skin and I rubbed my thumb over it and pulled her into me as I drifted to sleep.
Jenn's POV
My entire body hurts as I force one foot in front of the other to force myself into a shower. The past few months of being married to Marty have been the best months of my life. We went on a honeymoon to Las Vegas because I had always wanted to go there but never did. We had a blast going to the shows and gambling. We even went to a chapel and got "married" by Elvis, which was hilarious.
As the warm spray flowed over my sore body I couldn't help but wonder what is wrong with me. Marty has tried to get me to go to the doctor, but after learning about Natasha, Christine's mother, and her cancer I was scared to go. What if they tell me I have it? What if they tell me I only have so many months to live? The tears began flowing down my cheeks. This was the one time I was allowed to let it all out because if I did this in front of Marty or told him what I really thought he would throw me over his broad shoulder and force me to the doctor.
Getting out of the shower I got dressed in my old faded blue jeans and a big comfy cotton t shirt. As I was sitting down to try to force myself to eat I heard the doorbell ring out. Taking a deep breath I went to the door. Looking through the peep hole I saw my mother standing there.
"Mom, is everything okay?" I asked.
"Yeah but Natasha needs your help. Everyone else is busy today and I was wondering if you could meet us at the doctor's office and stay with her through her appointment and then drive her home," she asked.
"Yeah, of course, what time?" I asked.
"Two o'clock, at Griffin and Darcy's offices. Thanks and I will see you then sweetheart," she said as she hurried away from the door.
As I started to shut the door I watched her drive away.
"Yeah I am fine. How are you mother?" I said sarcastically to myself and then laughed because I have been reduced to talking to myself.
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Dun Dun Dun...
