Chapter 39
Thirty-Nine
Hayden
“Don’t go to sleep, princess,” I say as I put more pressure on the gas pedal.
We’re almost to the apartment and Jaclyn is almost done with the orange juice.
I keep telling her to keep her eyes open and not fall asleep. She started arguing with me and mumbling words I can’t hear or understand.
She is a lot more irritated and mad when she is low. I remember when Jaclyn went into the hospital on Halloween, I searched up symptoms for diabetes and I just started reading through countless articles.
I learned how diabetics act when they’re high, low, why they throw up randomly, drink so much water at certain times, everything.
I don’t know why I did that but I did and now I want to make sure nothing happens to her again. It would fucking kill me to see her in the hospital again.
When I pull into the garage, I cut the engine and get out. I get Jaclyn’s bag from the back seat before grabbing her from the passenger side. When I hold her in my arms she still has the straw in her mouth, sipping the orange juice slowly.
I lock my car and walk into the apartment building and go to the elevator. While waiting in the elevator I stare down at Jaclyn, her throat bobs up and down whenever she takes another sip.
“Are you feeling better?” I ask her and rest my chin on her head.
“I’m tired. I want to go to bed.”
“I know, princess. You will,” I mutter as the elevator doors open. I walk towards the apartment door and unlock it while trying to hold Jaclyn. Somehow I get the door open. I lock the door once I close it and then go straight to my room. I take Jaclyn’s bag off my shoulder and rest it on the floor before setting her down on the bed. I take the cup from her and place it on the side table. It’s almost empty but I’ll end up throwing it away when I have time. I check her phone and see her blood sugar is still low. “You’re still low. I’m going to give you bread, okay?” Jaclyn hums while staring at the wall across from her, as if she’s staring into space. I turn the lights on in the kitchen and grab a piece of bread from the bag. I also look in the fridge for orange juice and thankfully we have some. I grab a water bottle and then turn off the lights before going back to my room. “Eat that and then I’ll give you clothes to change into.”
Jaclyn doesn’t talk while eating, she focuses on the bread as she bites small pieces. I watch her the entire time. I watch the way her throat goes up and down and her eyes close slowly before opening again to take another bite of the bread.
Once she’s done, she drinks water before yawning. “I want to go to bed now.”
“Did you take your Lantus?” I ask while getting up from the bed and going to my closet.
“Yes. That’s probably why I’m low. Sometimes Lantus makes me low at night,” Jaclyn explains while I find her a shirt and sweatpants.
I walk out and give her the clothes. “That always happen to you?”
Jaclyn never really explains anything about her diabetes which pisses me off because I want to know and need to know. I want to know how to help her in situations like this.
Jaclyn never answers though because it makes her uncomfortable talking about her diabetes. I asked her why and she said she doesn’t want to scare me. She didn’t go into it further and I didn’t force her but eventually I’m going to get it out of her .
“Only at night. During the day I can prevent it by eating but at night I can’t do anything to prevent it until I get woken up from being too low or my alarm.”
“Alarm?” I ask, looking at the Dexcom on her arm.
I have little knowledge about Dexcom, there’s different versions of it so I’m confused, another reason why I want Jaclyn to tell me these things so that I fucking know.
While driving here, I was too preoccupied with Jaclyn to feel how fast my heart was racing and how much I was worried about Jaclyn. I hated that I felt weak in that moment and couldn’t take that pain away from her.
“My Dexcom. It sends me or anyone who has the app an alarm if I’m low or high.” Jaclyn stands up from the bed, fixing her dress from how it rides up her thighs. “Stop asking so many questions. Can I sleep or are we going to stay up all night?”
I bite the inside of my cheek and hand her the clothes I found for her. Jaclyn goes into my bathroom and closes the door behind her.
I grab her phone and go to the Dexcom app. I have my phone in my hand and open the follow app for Dexcom.
I already searched up how to do this online because I want to fucking know when she is low, high, or about to get there.
I want to help her in any way I can and this is the best thing I can do for her .
It doesn’t take long when I do it from her phone so I put her phone back in her bag and then finish the setup on my phone.
When the bathroom door opens I put my phone in my pocket and look at Jaclyn. Heat makes its way down to my cock as I admire her in my clothes.
I’ve never given another girl any article of clothing because I hate it when people take or touch my things.
But when I look at Jaclyn, with no makeup on, my clothes covering her bare body, I can’t help but feel fucking territorial over her.
She looks like she’s mine.
“Good,” I say, making Jaclyn blush.
She looks around the room, her cheeks still red. “Where am I sleeping?” she asks in a timid tone.
I get up from the bed. “Sleep there.”
“But-”
“I did tell you I wanted to be with you tonight for my birthday, right?” I ask, narrowing my eyes at her.
“Yes,” she says in a hesitant tone and looks at me.
The way she looks up at me right now makes her look so innocent I want to kiss her until all of that innocence is gone.
“Then go to sleep.” I look at the bed.
Jaclyn climbs into bed while I turn off the lights. I take off my pants and shirt, leaving me in just my briefs. I slip into bed, behind Jaclyn, pressing my chest against her back and throwing my arm over her waist, pulling her closer to me.
She feels so hot against me and I know she probably feels the bulge digging in her ass. I can feel how hard her heart is racing against my chest. I close my eyes and rest my head near hers.
“Hayden-”
“Stop thinking and go to sleep.”
She takes a deep breath in, her chest rising up before going down. She gets comfortable and scoots her butt closer to my hips. I grind my teeth together and keep my eyes shut.
“Goodnight, Hayden.”
“Goodnight, princess,” I mutter in her ear before pressing a kiss below her cheek.