LOVE ME HARDER • jb

08.

"If you want I can help you remember,"

(Victoria's outfit on side/top) - chapter dedicated to siennaisa and she gets all credit for the story picture. p.s. obsessed w your writing.

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The sun seeped through the windows as my alarm clock blared through my bedroom, causing me to jump up and to fall face flat on the floor. My head banged against the carpet causing me to let out a loud squeal of pain. I all of a sudden had this huge throbbing headache and felt completely nauseous. I shot up from the floor, basically running into my bathroom just as a burning sensation filled my throat. Thank God I made it to the toilet just in time for the vomit to escape from my stomach and into the toilet. It felt as if all my inside were coming apart and the burning was just as bad. It took a while for me to let all of my stomach fluids emit from my stomach, but as they finished tearing my body apart, I groaned flushing the toilet before sliding down the wall, holding onto my burning chest.

And as my head felt like a million rocks were being thrown against it, I couldn't help but to wonder how the hell I ended up this way. The last thing that I could remember was Justin and I hanging out. He took me to some club and gave me oddly enough, great fashion advice. But everything after that was a blur. I could barely remember any of the events from that night. I don't know if I wanted to either because by the way I was feeling I knew it couldn't have been good.

I opened my eyes after the silence in the room became too much and my stomach had a horrible pain shoot through it. It took all I had in me to stand up by the amount of pain that was in me. I had to use the wall to steady myself as I made my way back into my bedroom and over to my closet. I used all the strength I had left to push the doors open and and make my way over to one of the racks with my many school clothes hanging up. I began to rummage through them, barely being able to reach my school skirt before a horrible pain shot through my stomach once again, causing me to yelp in pain before falling to the floor.

"Victoria, oh my god." My sister yelled, suddenly rushing over to me and trying her best to help me up.

"I just fell," I whispered, allowing my sister to wrap her arms around my waist as she hoisted me up.

"You look like shit." She hissed, pulling me along with her towards my bed.

"It's morning time. I can't just wake up looking flawless, Bella." I snickered, trying my best to act as if everything was okay.

"This isn't time for sarcasm. You're so pale." Bella said, sitting me down on my bed.

"I'm okay." I said, rolling my eyes as she grabbed my hair and started to comb through it with her hands.

"You're not," She said beginning to pull my hair up into a messy bun. "I'll tell mom you're not feeling well and you're staying home today."

"I refuse," I gasped, just as she finished with my hair and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "I'm not going to miss school for a stupid reason."

"It's not stupid, Victoria. Have you looked in the mirror? You look like death itself."