SICK

Matt was laying beside you in the bed, on his back. He was just laying there with you while you were asleep, just scrolling through his phone.

Suddenly the door quietly opened and Matt looked over, seeing Natalie, your four year old daughter. She wasn't Matt's daughter, because you two were dating and have been for a year.

Natalie walked over, sniffling. She wasn't feeling good, she had a fever, so she walked over to the bed, crying. "Mommy..."

Matt looked at her, turning off his phone and sitting up. "She's asleep right now, sweetie. What do you need?" He whispered quietly as he looked at her, turning the lamp on beside the bed.

Natalie walked over to him, sniffling and crying still. "Bathroom..."

"Does your belly hurt again?" Matt whispered, knowing what she was talking about, she possibly needed to throw up again. He sighed, brushing her hair out of her face, wiping her tears away.

Natalie nodded lightly. "Mhm..."

Matt blinked and looked at her before standing and carefully picking her up, taking her to the bathroom. He bent down in front of the toilet, Natalie was sitting in his lap, crying as she was uncomfortable and achy.

Matt gently shushed her and rubbed her back as she threw up and did so. "I know," he said softly as Natalie cried.