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READ ME PLEASE:: As every one knows by now i have been updating and going through my back story at the same time as writing the new stuff and sending it by E-mail - in bigger chunks- to any one who has given me there adress and who wants it. Well i am still doing this and i will be sending either the second or third bit soon (i can't remember which bit it is) However i have added quite a few chapters to this next bit, including the one underneath that i like and adds to the story however the one underneath i am not as sure about and would really like a few opinuions before i correct it and paste it into my final draft. I see it is very heavily and maybe triggering so be carefull before reading and please leave me some sort of comment so i can decide weather to leave this in.
thanks vikki.,


The tablets took me. I had fought there effects but now I had a belly full of charcoal and a drip pumping in as much poison into my vains as I had I felt pretty unwell; like I was dying. It was hot outside and I had a pile of blankets on top of my but my who body trembled with a clod that I felt deep within me. And the sickness had turned from bad to downright violent bringing up projectile green and black bile with little or no notice not to mention the crushing and twisting abdominal pain that ripped though my trembling body at any given moment taking all my effort not scream out in agony. Emmet had begged them to give me something for the pain but weather he agreed or not the protested that bay pain killer would make it worse for me even though he had given them a list of at least four that contained neither Paracetamol nor Ibuprofen..

I vomited again trying to aim as best as I could at the dish that Emmet kept permanently propped up under my chin now that I couldn’t sit up to vomit but missed and once aging through most of the black and green substance onto the plastic protector that Emmet kept changing for a new one every time that I missed my target.

“It’s all right darling, it’s OK.” Emmet soothed folding up the protector and bowl and taking it away before replacing it with another one.

“Am I going to die?” I whispered opening my eyes into the slightest slits so I could look into Emmet’s eyes so I could tell weather he was lying to me but there was no need to for he had no words of any comfort to give anyway instead he forced one small smile out as the same time as two big tears fell from his eyes and he put his hand under the pile of covers searching until he found mine and squeezed it tightly in his; more emphasis in it then there ever had been before.

“I don’t know baby. “

“Emmet; I’m scared.” I admitted two of my tears matching his as they rolled down over my cheeks and onto the sheet underneath.

“I know honey,” Emmet said softly before he go to his feet and as gently as silk brushed my sticky hair off of my fore head and kissed me very gently like he was tucking his daughter into bed for a good nights sleep, “I’m a little bit scared too.”