One month later...
I feel sick again. I was I'm the middle of a girls session with Reina and Teagen in the living room of my apartment when I felt the need to rush to the bathroom again to puke my guts out.
So that's exactly what I did.
I scrambled to the bathroom so fast yet very clumsily, feeling like some kind of animated character that in their attempt to get from place A to B flipps rugs and nearly slipps multiple times but gets saved by their supreme ninja skills. Luckily enough for future me though I narrowly avoided missing the toilet bowl as I hunched over, feeling my throat burn as my insides contract and erupt the contents of my poor lunch into the oblivion that is my toilet. As I keep retching and heaving my mind goes blank, only thinking inbetween the blissful momentary breaks my stomach grants me.
Why is this happening to me? Why have I felt so ill lately? Why am I visiting the bathroom for the fourth time this morning?
I eventually manage to get my internal monologue to stop as I sigh in relief when I feel that my throwing up comes to an abrupt, but very welcome, halt. I turn around and press my back to the wall, wiping my mouth and breathing heavily with my eyes closed. One of my arms go to cover my eyes in exhaustion as I attempt to relax for a bit, my head pounding a little. I only uncover my eyes and look up when I hear the worried whimpers from my friends.
Teagen looks ready to tear up, her lip wobbling and Reina just has a look of pure worry on her face. I give them a half-hearted smile that I'm sure comes out looking weak and unconvincing by the deeper frowns that settle onto their faces. I finally stand and flush the toilet. I then make my way over to the sink and start thoroughly washing my hands and brushing my teeth. After drying my wet hands I slowly turn around and mentally prepare myself for what's coming.
I see my friends standing there, set to burst, Reina tapping her foot impatiently. I get ready to begin my routine argument with my friends that started after I constantly kept throwing up as of recently.
"This isn't normal S. How long has this even been going on for?" Reina says, clear disapproval visible on her face.
"Yeah Rosie. We're really worried about you!" Teagen chirps after her.
Teagen and I have known eachother since we were young. We practically grew up together. She calls me Rosie because as a kid when I found out that Sage was the name of an ugly plant, I cried and insisted everyone call me Rose instead because if I was to be named after a plant, it could at least be a prettier one. Now I'm okay with my name, but the childhood nickname did stick with some, Teagen clearly being one of those people. Although she never called me Rose, and instead Rosie, I'm fine with it since I got used to it.
"I'm fine," I reply, "There's honestly nothing for you to worry about. It's probably just a little stomach bug or something that will soon go away"
"A stomach bug? Going on for close to a month? Are you an idiot or what?" Reina said. Ahhh, ever tell realist.
"Okay so maybe it's not a stomach bug" I say with an eye roll,"But it's definitely nothing serious. I'll be fine soon."
Reina snorts and gives me a pointed look, the skepticism on her facial features saying more than it needs to. Before she can open her mouth again to give me some sarcastic reply, Teagen gives her a short look then begins to speak.
"No, this has been going on for long enough!" She exclaims. "I refuse to allow you to let this continue any longer! We're going to a hospital! Now!"
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