I watch her, kissing the back of her neck again, and wish this hadn't happened like this, "Just give it an hour. If your stomach has settled, I'll go get you something to eat. Anything you want."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I hold her, but give her space, not sure how irritable this would make her, "Do you want something to drink? I think you could have crushed ice and stuff like that..."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I look at him, confused, "Why would you say that? I just...don't want to make any more mistakes around her. And I need to check in with my guardians. I'm sure you've heard of the stuff my dad's set for me."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Cupid looks up at him. "The worst boyfriend-" He sighs. "One: Hurting her physically. Two: Hurting her mentally. Three: Getting her prego. Four: Leaving her when you got her prego," He grins. "Tell me otherwise."
I stir in my sleep and set a hand on my stomach, Cupid watching me just in case I need to go to the bathroom again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He nods and glances at my journal again, "I'm taking this though," He says, walking out with it like he's all innocent. I stir again and cross my other hand over the other on my somach, sighing in my sleep.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I shut and lock the door behind him, hesitating before deciding to sit by the desk. I've caused too much already. She's peaceful like this. I don't want to mess that up.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside