She sighed closing her eyes "if something happens to you again I don't care if he didn't mean it or not you got hurt I will step in brad I love you too much to let anything happen to you" she said
Does anyone want to help me write a story
(I'm sorry, again. I'm still running low on inspiration.)
"I know you do, but I would rather deal with this myself. He's my father and I need to be the one who rights the situation. I don't want you to intervene in the situation. Please, don't." He slightly pleaded with her, still petting her head.
"Fine but what if I have another attack?" She asked
"What about it?" He asked softly, twisting her hair around his finger. "I don't understand what you mean."
"Nevermind" she said closing her eyes
"No- tell me. I just literally don't understand." He insisted, stopping in the middle of playing with her hair. "What is your concern about it?"
"Brad if I have a attack my breathing stops I could die but Taylor knows what to do" she said
"Caroline," Brad started, looking down at her with a tight frown. "You don't tell me these things- ever, it feels like. And when I ask you what to do, I feel like you're annoyed or upset with me. I'd just like to know how to help, and I can't really do that without asking you."
" like you said Brad you can't do anything about your father" she sighed
"How does that have anything to do with I just said?" He asked softly, giving her a confused look. "I… you know what, never mind. It doesn't matter."
Caroline nodded sitting up from his thigh and sat on the other end of the couch
"Babe…" He sighed weakly, dropping his face into his hands. "Come on, I didn't know. I'm sorry that you're mad at me for my oblivion."
"it's fine I'm fine" she said
"No… you're not." Brad replied softly, getting up off the couch. "You don't have to lie to me, Caroline."
She sighed closing her eyes
Reaching out, he gently tipped her chin up to look at him. "Come on, talk to me."
"I'm scared and what if I have a seizure and something happens
"Like what? Besides having a seizure, what would happen?" Brad asked lightly, sitting down on the floor in front of her.
"I could die Brad," she said
(I really mean no offense, but do you mind me asking how much of this you've done actual research for?)
"How do you know? Clearly it hasn't happened before, the chance of it happening now has to be small. Right?" Brad asked lightly, glancing up at her.
( I have this disease It's more severe I need an inhaler and if I do something where my breathing gets too hard and I pass out and if I don't get to the hospital in time I'll die so yeah I think I know a thing or two)
(I'm sorry, I was just asking. I just know a lot of people don't actually know about medical or mental illnesses, and throw it in there anyways. I really didn't mean to annoy you for asking.)
( look I'm sorry but what I have there's no cure so I'm stuck like this so I get a. Little pushy when people think I don't know what it's like)
(I really didn't know. I apologized, and I'll do it again. Really, I can drop this. I never meant any offense, I was just curious. Please excuse my apparent oblivion, and just let this go. I wanted to know, and got my answer.)
(And if I sound rude, I'm sorry. Today was honestly kind of crappy, and I'm on edge. So I apologize again for that, because I'll feel worse later if I don't apologize now.)
( it's alright, to be honest, I'm not the best ethier)
(Anything you feel like venting about? I'm always open if you need to.)
( no it's alright I'm just stressed)
(Alright, I hope things aren't too bad.)
(I really mean no offense, but do you mind me asking how much of this you've done actual research for?)
"How do you know? Clearly, it hasn't happened before, the chance of it happening now has to be small. Right?" Brad asked lightly, glancing up at her.
" unbelievable" she muttered