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Started January 11, 2020 by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

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"what?" Caroline with a slight laugh if a fake laugh

He pulled the pills from his pocket, holding it so she couldn't see what it was. He held his hand out, waiting for her to take it.

"How did you?" Caroline looked at him an angry look on her face and snatched her pills back "you took them you took them from my pocket" she said

"I did, and I'm sorry. But you hide things from me too often." He whispered, tears running down his cheeks. "You're scaring me."

"I hide things when necessary Brad because if you really knew what was happening you'd be terrified" she said

"I'm getting paranoid. Please, don't hide things from me." He cried, standing up.

She sighed " I'm sorry"

"I know you're trying not to hurt me, but it only hurts more." He whispered, coming up to her.

She nodded looking at the ground

"I think I need to get some air. I'll come by later." He whispered, kissing her cheek. "I love you, and want you to know I'm not mad."

" There is something I need to tell you but it can wait" she said

"No, go ahead. I can wait to leave." He told her, lacing their fingers.

" No it's alright" she

"I want to know, otherwise you're going to keep pushing it off." He whispered, sitting down on the couch. "I'm not moving until you tell me."

" please just let me tell you later" she begged

"Why? Why are you so determined to wait?" He asked, reaching out to take her hand.

" because it's bad Brad really bad!" She said jerking away

"How bad could it be? If it's that bad, then you need to tell me now." He said, keeping his cool.

Caroline sighed " Brad…""

"Please Caroline, what's going on?" He asked once more, folding his hands together.

" I have panic attacks anxiety attacks I'm highly depressed and I'm on suicide watch" she said

He nodded gently, lowering his head. "What's causing all this?" He asked, keeping his head downcast.

" I ve been diagnosed with Chronic obstructive pulmonary disease" Caroline said

"That's what's causing everything?" He asked, standing back up.

She shook her head " I'm just stressed lately" she said

"With what?" He asked another question, taking her hands in his.

"Everything and now my lungs are failing me" she said

"Well, what can I do to fix that?" He asked, pulling her close by the waist.

" can you hold me…just for a minute?" She asked

"As long as you'd like." He smiled, bringing her over to the couch. Sitting down, he pulled her in.