Chapter 376
Tre was woken rather abruptly the next morning by the sound of retching coming from somewhere, making him gradually open his eyes and sit up slightly before noticing Cheryl had disappeared from lying next to him after Vince had helped him get Cheryl back to the room last night due to her falling asleep in the hotel’s bar. Despite feeling a bit sorry for her as he knew she hated being sick, he couldn’t help but chuckle slightly too, as she had nobody to blame but herself for the state she’d managed to get into last night, and so his sympathetic side was diluted greatly by the fact he was finding it hilarious. “BABE!...ARE YOU ALRIGHT IN THERE?!” Tre shouted from the bed, resting against the headboard with his bare torso out on display above the crisp white duvet that complemented the very modern and minimalist design of the new room they had.
After she’d finished vomiting a bit more, Cheryl managed to grumble back, “It’s horrible…why?...why?”, making Tre snigger away as he could barely hear her really, just being able to distinguish the whine and note of despair in her voice before the sound of retching continued again.
“DO YOU WANT ME TO COME AND HELP, OR ARE YOU DOING OKAY?” he yelled again, trying to hide from his voice the fact he was smirking away as he did so, knowing she wouldn’t appreciate being deliberately wound up this morning.
“NO…STAY OUT THERE!!!” Cheryl quickly cried back before Tre heard her lock the door so he couldn’t go in even if he wanted to, telling him that it must be a mess in there and that he should probably just leave her alone as she’d get embarrassed otherwise.
“OKAY…JUST SHOUT IF YOU NEED ME THOUGH BABE!” he replied, shaking his head in despair at what she was like and thought it was just lucky that she had a day off today so she could lounge around for a while to recover and not have to be in any sort of hurry.
It was nearly half an hour later that the bathroom door finally clicked open again after Tre had heard the shower on for a while, making him sit back up again as he’d returned to lying down, finding the bed extremely comfortable, plus it was actually still quite early. He tried not to be too harsh on her and simply smiled when Cheryl groggily wandered out of the steamy ensuite wrapped in a white towel and with her wet hair already scrunched up in a top knot as she still felt like she could be sick again. “Not feeling too good this morning bambs?” he asked with a cheeky glint in his eye, obviously already knowing the answer and got a pained groan in response as Cheryl strolled over to the minibar and grabbed a bottle of Lucozade, thinking it might help hydrate her again as she was feeling extremely thirsty now. “You don’t look too bad if that’s any help Chez…haha…you’ve got nice rosy cheeks” he chuckled as she just rolled her eyes whilst slowly walking back towards the bed in her towel, not feeling like she looked alright whatsoever, although having a shower had helped her freshen up a bit. “Can you talk?...haha” he asked as she climbed back under the duvet and simply lay on her back with all the cushions propping up her head so she could start sipping at the bottle of Lucozade, closing her eyes as she did so, as even the slightest gleam of light was making her head spin.
“Can you shut up please?” Cheryl moaned, not meaning to be moody with him, but she really did feel very rough and wasn’t up for joking around or having a chat right at this minute, simply wanting to lie there in silence until it all passed.
“Hey!...you’ve got a hangover, you’re not sick! Don’t take it out on me Missy” Tre told her off and gave her a soft poke in the arm which just made her brow furrow as she kept her eyes firmly closed, not being able to see the smirk on Tre’s face.
“Sorry…” she groaned, knowing he was right and she had no excuse to be horrible to him, vaguely remembering the fact he’d helped her last night after she’d lost the ability to stay on her feet for more than 2 seconds. “This is the worst hangover I’ve had in years!...I feel so sick” she whined, taking another big sip of her drink before opening her eyes when she felt Tre sweetly stroke the back of his hand down her cheek, giving her a cute smile as she turned her head to look at him.
“You were having loads of different drinks, that’s why…it’s messed your stomach up…it sounded like you’ve thrown most of it back up though…haha…so you’ll probably start feeling better soon” he told her as she whined, always hating when he heard her being sick, as she thought it was very un-lady like and that he’d think she was a total mess, even though he never did anything that should make her feel like that as he was always very supportive and caring towards her, no matter what state she was in.
“Sorry for waking you up like that…I tried to be quiet, but I couldn’t stop…it was disgusting” she awkwardly apologised, making Tre smile as he could tell she felt self-conscious about it, and so he adorably shuffled over to her slightly, careful not to knock his bad leg, and wrapped his arm around her to encourage her to rest against him so he could give her a hug.
“Don’t apologise for being sick!...haha…we all do it, you can’t help it can you?...I mean I might have been wanting an apology if you’d actually thrown up on me in bed while I was asleep…haha…but at least you had the decency to go into the bathroom…haha…come here you silly Billy…mwah…I love you, even when you’re hanging…haha” he chuckled as he cuddled her into him and kissed her forehead, letting her turn onto her side so that she could rest her head against his bare chest and wrap her arms around him, feeling very fortunate to have somebody so lovely looking after her.
“You said silly Billy…you sound like me…haha…love you, you’re the best” Cheryl managed to giggle softly after hearing him say something that she often did, it sounding funny in his American accent.
“Haha…well this is what happens when I bust my knee up and can’t get away from you...haha…just messing, you know I’d happily spend every second of the day with you and your funny little sayings…haha…let’s just lie here like this until you feel a bit better yeah? It’s only 8am” Tre tenderly told her as he rested his head down against hers and soothingly began stroking her bare arm whilst he held her close, feeling her nod her head before the two of them simply closed their eyes again and lay silently together, Cheryl appreciating very much how loving Tre was being towards her instead of taking the mick out of her like she actually deserved.
