In the middle of the night, you had woken up to intense cramping in your lower stomach, painful enough that it was hard for you to move. The only movement you've made so far in the past thirty minutes was to turn onto your side to relieve some of the pain. Not that it was working.

You had your arms wrapped around your stomach, your knees curled up to your chest, effectively putting yourself in a ball. It had released a slight bit of pain, but not enough to make you feel better overall.

You stared at your phone that sat on the pillow beside your head, debating whether or not to call Geo.

Would he even be up? It was really late. Especially with the curfew, he probably would just say no and hang up. Sounds like something he would do. No. He would do something like that.

But you were in so much pain. It was becoming unbearable... Screw it. He can live without a few minutes of sleep.

Unable to take the pain, you slowly reach for your phone, careful not to hurt your stomach from moving too much or too fast.

You looked through your contacts, scrolling until you found his name and clicked on it to call him. You knew he wasn't a fan of calling, but this was more or less an emergency.

It rang once. Twice. Three. Your heart started to sink in your chest, thinking that he wasn't going to answer until you heard it pick up and his voice filling your ear.

"Do you know what time it is? What do you want?"

You couldn't stop the soft sob that escaped you, the sob of relief that he picked up but also from how your stomach felt like it was being punctured.

"Geo, I know it's late but.. I-I'm in so much pain. Can you come over? Please..? I–" You hiccupped. "Can't move, it h-hurts too much..."

You didn't hear anything for a single second before you heard some rustling of some kind of fabric on the other end of the phone. But you didn't hear him say anything. You waited until you heard a beep from your phone. You checked it only to see that he hung up.

He... Hanged up. On you. In your time of need. You let your phone drop from your hand and onto your bed.

You should have known he wouldn't have come, that he wouldn't be interested in helping you while you were bleeding.

You couldn't stop the tears stinging your eyes, couldn't stop the tears falling down your face and onto your pillow.

Maybe you'll just... deal with it. The pain. The hurt of Geo not coming to help you.

You can do that, can't you?

You didn't know how long you've been crying for. Five minutes? Thirty? An hour? But eventually, you had exhausted yourself enough to fall asleep, still curled up in that ball form on your side.

You didn't know how long you've been asleep for, but you could feel someone shaking your shoulder gently, as if they were trying to wake you up. When you didn't move, you suddenly felt someone carefully shifting you to make you sit up, only then did you wake up. Startled, blinking to make your eyes adjusted to the dark, letting you see that it was just Geo in the dark, sitting on the edge of your bed.

Geo... He came? Were you dreaming? Probably not, not from how his touch was gentle yet firm, as if making sure you don't fall over.

"Geo?" You said his name softly, a soft question that silently asks what he was doing here. Even if you were the one to call and ask him to come.

He didn't say anything as he reached over to turn on your lamp on your nightstand, grabbing a cup of some warm brown liquid in it and handed it to you.

"Drink it." He ordered, though it wasn't his usual sharp edged tone, but something softer. Gentler. Only barely there.