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Life has been hectic a bit trying to get a story put together for the anthology, but have no fear that is almost done! So, this is going to be a multi-part story that will be a bit of a slow burn, and it may be a few parts before the story has any spanking in it. However, the good news is I should be posting much more often now that I’m almost done with editing!!
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Madeline Drew was feeling horrible. Actually horrible wasn’t even beginning to describe how Maddy was feeling. She was burning up with fever and her entire body was aching. Her stringy blonde hair was a tangled mess, her normally vibrant green eyes were dull and lifeless. Maddy had in in the bed for close to a week now feeling like she was going to die.
Maddy had the sudden urge to get sick, maneuvering out from under the covers she started to stand, but instead hit the floor with a loud THUMP. Maddy felt something warm running down her face. Reaching up she brought her hand to her nose and found blood coming out of her nose.
Damn it. Just what I need.
However, Maddy soon realized she had a much bigger problem on her hands. She struggled and struggled to get up out of the floor, however no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t push herself up. Apparently, the blond was too weak from not eating these past several days and the cut on her leg was much too painful to put much pressure on.
Muttering another string of curses she grabbed her phone, from her bedside table and sent a text message off to Tessa, her friend and neighbor, while pinching the bridge of her nose to slow the bleeding. Soon the phone dinged indicating that she Tessa had replied. Tessa would be there as soon as she could; she had stepped out to run some errands and would be home soon.
Maddy lay on the floor contemplating how she had gotten herself into this mess. Maddy felt so very lonely. She missed Emma, her ex, so much right now. If Emma were here she would have taken care of her. Thinking of Emma made tears pool in her eyes. The woman had meant so much to Maddy. Emma had loved her, cared for her, and guided her.
However, unknown to Maddy, the couple had their problems. Emma loved her work more than she loved her girlfriend. Emma had eventually chosen to move for work one day and did not bother to tell Maddy. She was here one day and gone the next. Maddy had been spending the last three months grieving the loss of the woman whom she thought she would spend the rest of her life with.
Maddy’s thoughts were interrupted when she heard keys jingle in the front door to the apartment. Thankfully, Tessa soon called out to her, “Maddy? Where are you?”
Struggling to raise even her head she shouted out, her voice weak, “Back here!”
Tessa quickly made her way through the apartment, into the bedroom to see Maddy laying on the floor blood covering her face and hands.
Tessa’s face was marred with shock at the sight, “Goodness gracious, Madeline what have you done?” The woman immediately moved to pull her up into a sitting position against a nearby wall.
Tessa was a few years older than Maddy, who ‘mothered’ her in a good way. She often invited her over for meals and reminded her to pay her bills on time. The two had known each other even when Emma was still around.
Tessa tutted at all the blood, going into the bathroom she got a warm, damp wash cloth, brought it back out and gently started to wipe the blood away, “Young lady, you look like death. What is going on with you?”
Blushing a dark crimson, despite being a pastey white color, she muttered to the woman, “I have the flu or something.” Tessa immediately stopped what she was doing and gave the younger woman a stern look. “Young lady, why didn’t you call me and tell me you were sick; I would have come over and checked on you? And what day did you go to the doctors, because it doesn’t appear you are doing any better?”
The blonde decided that the carpet was much more interesting than looking at Tessa. However, staring at the carpet made her notice the dark red blood stains covering the floor resulting in a scowl on her part.
Great. She was going to be scrubbing that out for a month.
Maddy felt a gently hand on her face and looked up meet the woman’s grey eyes. “You haven’t been to the doctor have you?” Maddy bit her lip and shook her head ‘no’ she hadn’t been to the doctors.
Sighing deeply, Tessa threw the wash cloth to the side, hooking her arms under the woman’s armpits, pulling her to stand on shaky feet. Tessa held her close for several moments while she regained her balance. “Maddy, that isn’t okay. You should know better. I know you have been having a hard time since Emma left, but you can’t give up.”
Those whispered words caused shivers down her spine. There were times when Tessa was so much like Emma it wasn’t even funny. Her tone of voice that she used to gently scold the woman and the raised eyebrow she often got as a result of misbehavior never ceased to remind her of the woman.
Tessa helped her into the cramped bathroom, and guided her to sit on the side of tub. Staring the woman down, Tessa noticed she her face was gaunt, the ever present bags under her eyes were darker than usual, and she was burning up with fever.
Tessa decided then that the blond needed to go to the ER, “I am taking you to the hospital. There is not a choice in the matter. Either you go to the hospital of your own volition or you can go in an ambulance when I call it.” Maddy’s mouth looked like a fish. She wanted to fight with everything in her, but that was just the problem. Maddy didn’t have anything in her left to fight with. Sagging she just nodded her agreement with the woman.
What was unknown to Tessa and everyone else on Earth, other than her mother, was Maddy had never been to a hospital before. Not to the ER for stitches or anything. Maddy had been deathly afraid of them since a small child, so her mother gave up fighting her on it and found a doctor that did emergency calls. So at 24 years old, Madeline was in for the shock of a lifetime. If her chest didn’t explode with panic first.