A month later...
Star's P.O.V
My period didn't come last month and I'm starting to get worried.
I've also been experiencing some extreme sickness.
Vomiting constantly, going to the bathroom a lot.
I just don't know what the hell is happening.
Anyway, Zach's birthday is coming up and I have no idea what to get him or do for him.
Although his birthday is 8 days away (since it's March 2nd), I have time.
For the 3rd time this morning, I found myself running to the bathroom. This time, yesterday's lunch (which was burritos) came back up.
Oooooh my goooood!!!!
I may not be able to go to the game tonight. I want to go very badly so I can rep my baby.
He knows about this crazy morning sickness and even he has no idea what's happening.
"Was it something you ate?"he says
"No...everything I eat goes down fully and doesn't come out til like 2 hours later"I say
"Too much info"he says
"I'm sorry. But I'm freaking out. My immune system is getting weak and I don't know why. My digestive system as well because my food won't stay down"I say
I sigh and sit on my bed.
"I don't know what to do"I say
"Did you think about going to the doctor?"he says
"No. I actually haven't been there in over a year"I say
"Really?"he says
I nod.
"I just don't trust them...or hospitals"I say
He sits next to me on the bed.
"Well they're the only ones who can figure out the problem"he says
I scratch my arms, uncomfortably.
"Yeah but...I don't trust them...and needles hurt"I say
He smiles slightly.
"Do you wanna feel better or not?"he says
I nod. He kisses my cheek.
"Then promise me that you'll go to the doctor? If not today, then just go some time this month"he says
I nod slowly. He grins and looks into my eyes.
"Good girl"he says
He kisses my temple.
"I love you Star, get better okay?"he says
"Yeah yeah. I love you too though"I say
He stands up and kisses my forehead.
"See you later baby"he says, leaving my room
I sigh.
"Bye"I mumble
The first game I'm missing since me and Zach started dating.
*****
I sat on the couch wrapped up in a big comfy blanket.
I was watching the Timberwolves take on the Trailblazers at Target Center.
For some reason I started craving pickles...and I hate pickles.
