Take Care Of Him Novels & Stories

’ He gave me a glass of water and made me drink. Wiping my tears, he said ‘Don’t think low about yourself. Love yourself Baby Dove. You need to be strong. You know how much you take care of our family. You always me ask me about having my food, Dadi and Nani about their medicines. This is what family members do taking care of each of other. Now have food Baby Dove.’ He said making a plate for me. ‘But what about that boy who who tried to mole..’ His thought made me shiver only. Still I asked him.

My phone beeps with his text and I cover the distance to the bed. C: Okay. Take care of yourself. I will. I will take care of myself and forget him.

Who would've imagined that I would be doing this? His pink lips wrapped the bottle and he began to suck gently. Oh wow! "Just look at that, I told you he'll be fine once his dad is around. I think my work is done, all you guys have to do is make sure he eats, take his medicine, and have enough rest. And if possible, you guys can patch up. Be happy in front of him and he'll also be happy. Don't argue unnecessarily when he's with you else he won't heal."

He rarely calls me by my name "Take good care of yourself and your baby!" He said firmly, his eyes holding genuine concern. I nodded, giving him a quick smile before walking out the door.

he said, looking at me briefly before he looked away. “oh” i said, allowing myself to let out a breath. “they are taking care of him, watching him in the best way possible” i nodded, allowing myself to breathe for a moment as i heard that people were at least watching over him. “thank you” i said, allowing myself to sit the fuck down and hopefully, this time around, i did not have any reason to spring up from the bed like it was set on fire.

I whispered my last words and he chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too Ma’am.” He said. “Is there anything you need? I can help, please. I owe him my life, he is in this state because of me, so, tell me is there anything I can do for him? anything you want me to provide?” I ask and he looks at me for a second and smiles. “Actually, there is.” He said that made me smile. “Sure, what is it?” I ask. “Look after him, while I’m away.”

He didn't touch me, respecting the rules I had set, but he stood close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him. "I know I was gone," he said. "But I am here now. And I am here to take care of them all. I am here to take care of the kids, and I am here to take care of you, if you’ll let me. You don't have to carry the whole world on your shoulders anymore."

“What happened out there?” “We had to settle somehow.” He shrugs like it’s totally normal. He swipes a bloody hand beneath his nose, smearing blood across his face. “Well, do you have a kit? Let me clean you up.” He gives me a look, brows dipped low. “Don’t worry about it, Mrs Dee will take care of it.” “Now is not the time to be stubborn. Mrs Dee is taking care of others…” “So you want to take care of me, huh?” He wiggles his brows, then winces, grimacing in pain.

Since he has already taken up the upbringing of the boy, he should not allow anyone to offend him. “I just didn’t get enough sleep,” and it was even almost true.

That brought the topic of Adriana's miscarriage to my mind and it was like I suddenly remembered that he had problems he's dealing with. I'm sure the pain is there, but he's burying it deep down inside. He had spent the past few days playing nurse at home and here he is, taking care of me also. Who is taking care of him? That thought jolted me and as soon as he was done washing my hair, I flipped us around. With my arms against the wall on both sides of his head, I caged him in and said, “It's your turn to be taken care of.”