Dating Contract

CHAPTER 232: Fibromyalgia

POV KEVIN - KEVIN

Severe depression and anxiety with fear, it began with the departure of the woman I loved most. This ultimately affected .. with things I didn't want.

Shortness of breath began to interfere with my days and I decided to go to a psychologist. He gave me a new drug.

I asked what is this?

Unfortunately, then the doctor diagnosed me with a rare and incurable disease. Settled for a lifetime? is this crazy?! Many times I have undergone examinations and the results are the same, can not change a little ...

A condition that attacks the bones and muscles, killing me with unbearable pain, unfortunately it was not to my death that I could not stop the damn pain.

I've had a hard time controlling my emotions, anger and everything.

Rest becomes messy and has trouble sleeping.

Who sleeps eighteen hours a day? yeah, that's me sometimes. Fresh fit should be like this, right? baby it's far from hope, the body becomes in pain and exhaustion like a marathon run of a thousand kilometers, so it's better not to sleep at all, right? in fact I collapsed!

And I hid it from my family. Parker and the private doctor know this. Unfortunately, today the doctor was licensed. I woke up and found myself not at home, but a hospital with oxygen hoses and infusions, so silly.

Looks like Parker managed to get the hospital to cover this up from my family.

Fabriomyalgia, attacked me with severe pain in the neck. Also the sharp attacks on the head that often come suddenly stab me with an electric shock then drive me crazy. Who can stand this? it feels like dying, I'm still alive for more than two months and I'm alive! should I be thankful for this hell? goddamnit!!

With the rest of my energy, I pulled Lala's tiny hand weakly and looked expectantly, I was willing to beg, of course. It's too bad if he still refuses.

I am not a criminal and why is he such a fear?  Does he think I can do immoral things with my condition now?

"Lala, I won't cross the line," all with my lethargy, my voice and my pull. It's not made up, damn! it was embarrassing to look weak in front of him. I should have been a hero and strong in front of him, not weak like a useless person, this greatly hurt my self-esteem.

Slowly forcing myself to rise with the rest of my strength and I fell, damn, the hand alone is not strong to support the body.

And Lala came to help my downed hand, even I was so useless to myself! he sat down beside the blanket to the limit of my stomach.

She lay herself on the blanket that covered me, pathetic. This damn blanket is blocking my leg skin, I can't touch the skin of her legs are level again smooth.

He tilted his body towards me, probably looking for a comfortable position.

My brain hoses are empty, dead, hypnotized. After she continued to resist, I still couldn't believe it, she was actually lying on the side and breathing the same air as me. My heart was bursting with excitement as if a child was getting their favorite candy, yes I was bursting with happiness. It looks very simple, but the effect is amazing. Fireworks filled the heart that had died. It was even black, but the colourful beauty distorted it, my heart was shattered by the novelty.

I want to tilt my body to the right and look at his face, but this body is stupid. Fucking body. Why should it be at a time like this! There should be energy savings, right, damn!

Fucking fabryomyalgia!

I moved my head to the right to endure the unbearable neck pain. What kind of torture is this..

Wiggling my eyelids slowly, not knowing why I fell asleep! or too weak to run out of energy?

I was awakened by Lala's shrill voice where she lit a candle on top of a clear jelly.

Can't he find red, green, yellow, why clear jelly? what is the radiance of his heart that has been clear neutral on me? oh I hate this color.

He sang a birthday song with his bad voice, from the first features his voice shrill away from the word melodious. Don't ask her to sing or your ears hurt.

It's okay to let her sing now, no problem. I think for a long time this sounded more beautiful in my ears and heart, making me drunk.

Each lip curve, I recorded it in brain tubes and her right hand was patted on the left hand, on top of the bowl-shaped jelly left hand on top of which were two figures. Why is the candle pink? it's ridiculous that he forgot my favorite color. Never mind. It doesn't matter, because he still remembers my birthday.

After I thought about it, where did he get it. .. I told the guards not to let Lala out, did he run away? and since when the lights of this room all died, what time did he settle to escape.

"Kevin, let's blow happy birthday at your age to 43, don't feel yes we've head four!  Um Kevin be strong for our sons,” He with a little loud voice screeching, precisely because of that, that is his sincerity without being made-up he is naturally cheerful even though I continue to force him.

Look how cute she is, with her short hair she's like a college kid, and I might seem like an om-om.

"Where did you get the jelly?" The two corners of my lips are hard not to hang, my smile is hard to hide.

He also hung his lips, that smile was so sweet it melted my soul. And he bit his lower lip like a rabbit, so did he feel wrong? or nervous.

"Kevin Saint Mariano, I made this jelly after ordering the shopping guards"

"Haha." He laughed, I love him! the laughter was heartfelt without burden. Even as his eyes condensed, I could see through the light of the candle. She's very pretty.

"I asked the bodyguard for help while you were sleeping, you were like fainting, why did your sleep get weird? I call you and you're like a slut."

I held back my expression not to be surprised, he paid attention to my sleep? whining about what, I hope I didn't say anything weird or anything stupid about my illness or black lion.

He pinched his own nose like he was nervous, "Eventually he forbade me to go and, there is a kitchen so good even though it is just jelly. Hey I was very earnest in making it, so the process was not as simple as usual. It's special. So, let's blow Kevin." He lifted the top of my bed, and I became half-sitting.

My heart twinkled between happy and sad, happy and disappointed.

He sat on the side facing me, who was bending 90 degrees at my knees because of the soreness. Grabbing her very soft and warm left hand.

Even this hand used to be very good at teasing me, always with its fingers traversing every milli of my chest in a very naughty and seductive way, it was as if that was the last day and doomsday tomorrow so he always did amazingly and his screams.

He was never a totality in my service. Very sincere about being himself. Confident in bed, chest was more puffed up when there were just the two of us, and slapping his own ass invited me.

It always challenged me and never got tired of him with a variety of mini-clothes and costumes hellowen, rabbit, mask, handcuffs, sometimes he applies cat-like women, like cats, who would have thought he was calm outside, it was very hot in the room.

Funny right? Who would have thought this would all end up falling apart, who would have thought that we ended up in a breakup.