Love, Evangeline

27.

A pile of used makeup wipes sat beside the bathroom sink. After the man at the bar forced his tequila bottle into my mouth, the stinging feeling remained in my throat, as well as a off balanced and uneasy feeling coursing it's way through my body. Groaning softly, I slipped off Domenico's suit jacket which still smelled of tequila. Looking down at my dress, I began to untie and take it off. This overpowering feeling hit me, my legs gave out and I hit the floor. Suddenly, saliva began to build up in my mouth, my stomach crunched up. Leaping over to the toilet, I gagged before throwing up into the bowl. The sound of the bathroom door opening was dull to my ears.

I was a lightweight drinker, I always had been and would be. Knowing that I didn't even drink that much tonight and know I was throwing up, didn't make any sense to me. Lifting my head up, I closed my eyes and caught my breath. " Here," Domenico said as he grabbed a hand cloth off the counter. Walking up to me, Domenic gently lifted my head up and wiped the puke remnants off my mouth and chin. I stared at him, slightly confused on why he was helping me, let alone standing in my bathroom.

Eyeing me, Domenico stood up before setting the hand cloth down in the sink. As I pushed strands of hair out of my face, Domenico picked up his suit jacket off the ground and set it on the counter. I wanted to go to bed, after tonight I never wanted to step foot in a club again. The longer I stared at the toilet bowl lid, the quicker the sick feeling floated up into my stomach. Groaning softly, I gripped the toilet bowl before my head dipped down and I vomited. Pushing back the nauseating feeling, I kicked off my heels before forcing myself to stand up. I clenched my jaw as a thick feeling crept its way up my throat. Domenico watched me, he stood still as he leaned back against the sink counter.

Inhaling softly, I turned and attempted to walk out of the bathroom. Right as I was in front of Domenico, my vision went blurry. I stumbled back a few steps before my legs gave out. Instantly, Domenico reached out and grabbed me, pulling me back up against his chest. The coldness of the tile sent a shiver up my spine, the warmth of Domenico's body was like a comfort blanket I never wanted to take off. Sliding his arm around my waist, Domenico assisted me as he led me back into my room. Everything was dark, cold, and absolutely silent. Sitting me down on my bed, Domenico turned and disappeared into my closet. I needed water, I needed something to drink to cool myself down.

Inhaling throw my nose, I stood up and walked slowly towards the door. My legs felt like they were shaking, my entire body felt like there were bees buzzing around in it. As I approached the door, I stumbled forward and fell against it. I winched softly as my head hit the door. I felt like my body was running out of air, the feeling of pass out consumed every inch of my being. A warm hand suddenly encased mine, Domenico held onto me as he led me back to my bed. Turning around, I sat down as Domenico stood in front of me. As I began to feel my body lean backwards, Domenico grabbed my arms, pulling me back up to him. " Look at me," Domenico said softly.

I couldn't focus on anything, the room was blurry, objects I couldn't depict appeared slanted. I blinked back several times before my eyes eventually met up with Domenico's. " Keep your eyes open, okay," Domenico said, slight worry filled his tone. I nodded once, the slightest bit of movement resurfacing the sick, numb feeling. My eyes slowly drifted close as the feeling of a soft, warm shirt going over my head tingled my body. My head began to dip down towards my chest, all I wanted was to go to sleep. " Hey, hey," Domenico anxiously said. Softly grabbing my chin, he forced my wobbly head up. My eyes lazily opened and met Domenico's. He looked scared, worried or nervous. " Evangeline, keep your eyes open," Domenico instructed me. " I just want to sleep," I whispered. Domenico shook his head, " you can't sleep right now."

Grabbing the water bottle I had from the club off my bedside table, Domenico took off the cap before holding it up to my lips. " Drink," Domenico instructed. As my lips parted, the ice cold liquid filled my mouth. Tipping up the water bottle, Domenico waited until I had finished off every last drip of water. Setting the empty bottle down on the bedside table, Domenico opened on of the drawers before taking out a hair tie. Sighing as he stared at me, Domenico gently put my hair up. My body felt completely dazed and numb.