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"What the fuck? I left for ten fucking minutes, move"
"Wait- we need to talk first, go"
"Let me feel her fucking pulse first"
Warm fingers touch my neck, holding them there for a solid minute.
"Leave for ten fucking minutes and my girlfriend is fucking passed out on the bathroom floor. At least bring her to the couch or something, Jesus"
The voices fade out as they get further away.
I shift slightly as I try to open my eyes. God, my head hurts so bad.
When I finally get my eyes open, I find myself wrapped in towels on Kristina's lap. She looks down at me with worry, making me feel bad.
"Did I pass out?" I blurt, trying to sit up. She helps me, keeping her hand on my arm.
"Yeah," she says quietly.
"Why?"
As soon as I speak, I remember what happened.
Christopher killed them.
Wesley made him.
How did he make him? I would rather die than hurt a child and their family.
Kristina must notice that I get pale again.
"Breathe, Eve, please don't pass out again," She says in a rush. I lightly shake my head.
Might throw up again though.
Grayson rushes back into the bathroom. He looks... I don't even know. scared, I think?
"Hey," he whispers. Kristina moves so he can sit on the ground next to me. He wraps his arm around my shoulder to let me lean into him. I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes.
"Don't feel good," I tell him.
My stomach turns and I have to hold my breath to keep from throwing up.
"I know, I'm sorry, baby. Can you tell me what happened?" he says gently.
This time holding my breath doesn't work. I quickly jump out of his grip to heave into the toilet again. he holds my hair back and rubs my back.
"I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me, it's okay"
I collapse back into his arms. My stomach hurts from my IUD too, might as well just make everything else hurt.
"Can you just tell us who was on the phone?" He continues.
I need to cry. An ugly cry that makes my head ache with each breath, but I don't want to do it in front of them.
