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𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦

𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭

I put my hand to my head, feeling strikes of pain go through my head. I was having a terrible migraine. I felt an unbearable pain in my stomach. It was as if I hadn't eaten for a month and my stomach was hungry but if I ate anything I would throw up.

I walked out of the bathroom and into Chris' office. I felt the urge to throw up but I held it in. I was fine. I'm fine. I don't know if it was just me but I felt a wave of cold air. I was freezing, goosebumps spread all over my body.

"Kendall you look shit" I hugged myself trying to create some warmth. It wasn't working.

"I'm fine" I mumbled, he squinted his eyes and rolled them.

"Okay," he clapped his hands together "well today is the event, do you have everything prepared?" He looked at me waiting for a response.

"Yes, everything is perfect. The food it put out the paintings look absolutely perfect. Um-" I gulped feeling this mornings breakfast rise to my throat. "I have to go to the bathroom" I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. I pushed the stall door open and threw up into the toilet.

I sat on the floor running my hands through my hair. I wanted to cry, I hate throwing up. The nausea came back this time I totally forgot to move my hair out of the way and got some throw up in my hair.

Never eat Chinese food from a sketchy restaurant. It tasted good during that moment but the result the next day is not very good. I heard the door open, embarrassingly I threw up again in the toilet and hair. God I hate this.

"Oh god" one of my co-workers walked in giving me a pitiful look. "Kendall you look terrible and it smells horrid in here" she's new.

"Can you-" I felt goosebumps run through my body again "call Logan on my phone" My hand was shaking violently as I gave her my phone. She put the phone to her ear waiting for Logan to respond.

"Hi- this is Val, I work with Kendall——well she told me to call you she's looks really bad. I mean she's beautiful yes, but healthy wise she looks very sick. She's throwing up right now actually" she was wrong about that, I threw up even more, I want to throw up because I'm throwing up. "She says she can't come she's really busy in the ER. She told me to call your boy-"

"No!" I yelled loudly. I don't want him to see me like this.

"Why? Hold up let me put this on speaker" Val put the phone on speaker, giving me a chance to speak.

"Because I don't want Nico to see me like this plus he seems like the type of person to not want to take care of sick people. Just- wait" this time I moved my hair out of my face but when I touched my hair I got throw up on my hands. "Don't tell Nico. I don't want him to worry. This whole week has been really busy for him and I don't want to add to his stress"

I heard her sigh "Then who do you want me to call Kenny?"

"Nothing, I'm fine. Today is the gallery event anyway I have to work."

"Have someone cover it, you are sick right now you need to rest" I shook my head then realized she can't see that.

"No, forget i even called" I stood up flushing the toilet " bye, love you" I hung up and walked to the sink.

Val sighed softly. "Kenny, you really don't look good" Val is always nice to me, she's one of the newer co-workers I have who isn't rude to me. I mean she wasn't wrong. My eyes looked droopy and a bit puffy, my nose was pink, I looked terribly sick. There was even drops of sweat running down my temple. My hair and hand had throw up, I was getting sweat stains on my arm pits but I was freezing.