Mother of My Kid

John awoke a little while later, seeing a note on his night stand. He sniffled, rubbing his eyes before reading it. He pouted, wishing Belle was still here to take care of him. He sighed, knowing she probably had to work or something. He curled up under the covers again, trying to get warm.

Belle walked through the door carrying a bag of clothes for Johnny. it had taken longer than she thought and she felt bad she left Johnny alone. She walked to his room and opened the door to see him still curled up. "Johnny? You still asleep?" Belle whispered from the door.

John looked up, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He hadn't really been asleep, just resting some more. "I'm awake. Were were you?" He asked, twirling a strand of his hair with his fingers, raising a tired brow at the bag in Belle's hands.

"Getting your payment." Belle entered sitting on Johnnys bed with the clothes at her feet. She felt his forehead and it didn't feel warm. That was good at least

John smiled. "You're paying me now? I thought your supposed to pay me after I have the baby." He, sniffling a little. He wasn't used to being taken care of like this. He usually just took care of himself.

"Well I figured they were just gonna give these away." she shrugged before continueing "If you dont want them then I can hold on to them." Belle said as she acted like she was going to take the clothes away

"No, no! I really appreciate this, thanks." John said softly with a smiled. "Thank you for everything... no one's ever been this nice to me before."

Belle looked at Johnny in shock. How could anyone not take care of him? He was grown true but everyone wanted to feel like they had someone to care for them. All she could do was nod and sit back down.

"Want to see your clothes?" She asked when she regained her voice

John smiled brightly, nodding eagerly like a child wanting to see his presents. "Of course!" He said happily, leaning over to see the bags.

Belle moved the bags so he couldn't see and reached in. She brought out a black button up shirt that felt like silk and handed to it him

John squealed. "I love it! It's so sexy..." He said, looking over the shirt.

Belle laughed softly as she handed him a pair of pre ripped jeans. "I wasn't sure if you would like these but I grabbed them anyways." She said as she dug in the back again

John's eyes lit up. "Oh my god, I love ripped jeans! Thank you so much!"

She nodded before pulling out a short sleeved blue shirt with a picture on the front. Belle handed it to him before sighing. "Thats all for now. I thought there was more but there isn't. There will be later though." She smiled at him

John smiled. "It's okay. I'm just happy you actually did this for me." He said, folding the cloths and setting them aside.

"And why is that?" She asked as she stood and cleaned up some of his things. There wasn't alot of stuff thrown places but she wanted to look like she was doing something

John shrugged. "I'm just not used to the... kindness. And you don't have to do that, I can do it." He said, starting to get out of bed to clean his stuff.

"Dont you dare." Belle said ash she pushed him back into bed. "You need rest. Now sleep." She ordered as she left the room. She was touched that he was greatful

John smiled softly and curled back into bed. He sighed contentedly, and fell back asleep.

Belle went to relax for the first time in a long time. She sat on the couch channel surfering with the volume low so if Johnny needed her she could hear him

John awoke a half hour later, vomiting until he could barely breath into a waste basket. He hated being sick. He felt ansolutly miserable.

Belle went walking quickly when she heard the sounds of vomiting. She rubbed his back again before going to get water again.,

John sniffled after he sipped his water. "S... Sorry if I-I'm bothering you..." He whispered hoarsely.

"Your not. I have no problem taking care of you." She smiled small before helping John lay back down

John smiled weakly before settling against the pillows. "Thanks ma belle." He whispered before falling asleep.