Thomas POV

I wake up looking next to me. He is not there. I sigh.

I'm getting up. I fall quickly on my bed. I have a pain in my chest.

Shit.

I run to the toilet and crouch in front of the tank to vomit.

I can not stand it anymore.

I always ate food before, but it always ended up being spit out, so I decided to eat little or .... not at all.

Another nausea comes to me. I vomit again and again until my stomach is empty. I start crying.

If James were with me, he would give me a hug to cheer me up.

I get up holding my stomach with one hand.

I brush my teeth and take a shower.

After washing, I go to the room to choose clothes.

I choose at random and put them quickly.

I just want to see James.

Looking at the time, I notice it's noon.

I woke up at noon !!!

I sigh.

I put on a jacket, shoes, keys and come out of the house by locking the door behind me.

I walk quickly to the hospital.

I go to the counter to see the woman at lunette (Autor's note: It's me). I do not know why, but I do not like her.

"It's for James Madison?" Asks the nurse. I nod. She grimaces.

"Sorry Mr., but we'll have to wait, there's a woman who came to see him," she said.

I frown.

"It's his mother." I ask.

"I do not think so. She may be a little younger than you. Maybe a year, "said the nurse. I nod. Maybe Maria or Peggy went to see him.

I walk and head for the door of James' room.

It is not closed.

I look and see that bitch with MY Jemmy to me. I shake my hand in a fist.

She laughs with my fiance. And take the opportunity to give him a kiss on the cheek.

I have seen enough and is raging out of the hospital.

I quickly open the door slowly.

"This Dollie annoys me. She should die for what she did. She should be killed by me. "I speak to myself.

No, no, no, Thomas, calm down. This bitch is a bitch and she will never have your James.

I sigh, closing my eyes.

Dolley POV

I'm blushing. I kissed him on the cheek.

James looks at me surprised and looks away saying nothing.

"I ... I'm sorry ...."

"No, it's okay, Dolley. You do not have to apologize, "he said, smiling at me. I'm blushing.

"I'm glad you came to see me," he said.

"And I'm glad you're fine," I said, smiling.

My phone vibrates.

Why now????

I take it and see that it's the coffé that calls me. I let go a long sigh. James laughs.

"Sorry ... I have to go to work," I said.

"Do not worry, it's nothing. Have a good day Dolila, "he said, chanting. I blush and laugh
listening the nickname.

"Goodbye Jemmy," I said, smiling before closing the door.

I turn around and jump, seeing a person standing up in front of me.

Thomas, if I remember well.

He looks at me badly as if he wanted to tell me to release as quickly as possible. He crosses arms, looking at them I notice a ring on his finger.

He got married. I'm happy for him, I smile at him.

"Hello Thomas. You got married?! Congratulations, " I said with a smile.

He smiles at me, but ... not sympathetically.

He uncrossed his arms and jostled me before entering James' room.

Why does he continue to hate me?

I sigh and go home.

Thomas POV

I go back to the room.

I wanted to get upset with him but when he smiled at me, I saw that it was impossible.

I approach and give him a hug.

He takes me in his arms.

"What's wrong, Poppet Tommy?" Asks James. I smiled weakly.

I move away from the embrace and sit on the chair.

"I saw Dolley give you a kiss and it annoys me," I said, looking away. He's laughing.

"It was just a kiss of friendship, I already told him that I love someone else," James said. I cross arms.

"Even if it was a kiss of friendship, as you say, I'm still sure she loves you. I'm going to kill her, "I whisper the last sentence.

James stands up and approaches me in a soft kiss. I close my eyes and kiss him back.

He walks away a bit and kisses my neck.

I clench my teeth and let out a small groan.

"Do not get mad at her, sunshine," James said.

"Yes but ..." He kisses me roughly, which prevents me from finishing my sentence.

"You have not relaxed in a while," he said.

"Ho...How can I relax ... i...if you're not...ho...home?" I ask sarcastically.

"I only have one day, Poppet Tommy, and I'm going home," he said softly in the hollow of my ear. I feel chills in my spine.

My face is all red.

I hold him close to me.

"I want you to come home now!" I said unhappy. James makes me round.

"You're okay? You eat well? Are you sleeping well? "Asks James. I grimace and do not answer these questions.

"My love ..." James said, moving away from the hug to look at me. I avoid his eyes.

"I miss you, I'm doing everything wrong without you. Every time I eat, I vomit and sleep too much or not enough, "I finally say.

"Thomas ... you are strong ..."

"No, I'm not," I say, crying.

He puts his lips on my forehead. He walks away and puts a hand on my cheek.

"Thomas, I know you do not agree with me, but I'm sure you're strong. You have waited for me to wake up despite the wait. You are the person who shows me how much you love me every day. My love, I love you so much, "he said with a smile.

Tears flow from my eyes.

He takes me in his arms and I hold him close to me.

I am strong and I must remain so for him ... for James .... for my future husband.

Alexander POV

I'm looking at my fiance in this hospital bed.

"Aaron, I do not like to see you in that state ... please give me something that shows you hear me." Tears are slowly flowing down our cheeks.

I take his hand.

"Hold my hand to tell me if you hear me, please."

Tears flood my eyes.

"It will not happen because it will die."

I shake my head again and again.

"Aaron ..."

I feel that my hand is gripped by Aaron's hand. I widen my eyes and put a hand in front of my mouth to stifle a cries of joy.

Aaron is still here.

I hurry to call a doctor.

Aaron POV

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