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Upset and Horny (little nsfw)

⚠️TW: THROWING UP⚠️

I can't sleep. My mind won't rest. My body aches and the men are watching. They'd tell me to sleep, but I can't. I'll wait till they're gone or bored out of their minds that they fall asleep.

Ray is laying on my stomach. He now knows. I let him know. He deserved to. I don't care about worrying the other two, but Ray.. I can't let him worry without knowing the truth. My blood demon. The mark means nothing. I could get rid of it— I know how to.

I peak my eye open. Levi and Vince are sleeping on the floor, cuddled up against the wall. Ray.. still is in the same position. Asleep, but gingerly scratching my skin fairly close to my bra. I take his hand and put it on his arm. He continues scratching like nothing ever happened.

Coast is clear. I wiggle out from under him and press my knees to my chest. My legs tingle, so I wait for the feeling to stop. I look down to Ray. My hand reaches for his hair, but pulls away at the thought of waking him up. He looks so peaceful. I bet everything was going fine for them until I came along. I.. feel bad.

The feeling stops, so I stand up. My legs want to give up, but I push forward and walk to the door. Levi stirs which grabs my attention. Did he wake up? No.. he didn't. Keep going. And so I do. Using the wall as support, I make my way to the bathroom.

My legs collapse at the sink and I fall with a thud. My head bangs against the toilet. Ouch.. that hurt. I shut the door and lock it using my magic. Then I put an enchantment on the room that blocks all sound from getting out and enhances sounds from outside. They're all still asleep. Men.. they sleep through anything.

I press myself against the wall and open the toilet lid. Fuck.. I didn't get the care I needed. Well I did, but I didn't get the exact aftercare. It was never this bad before, so he's never taken care of me in my lowest state.

My head is aching. It hurts. I'm feeling like shit. I grip the toilet as my stomach grumbles. Why must this happen to me? Why me?! I quickly hold my hair back as my guts empty themself. I keep going until I'm out of breath and gagging. My breath is rigid. My heartbeat rings through my ears.

It starts again, this time my whole body hunched forwards. I close my eyes and wait for it to stop. My cuts ache, burn, and sting all at one. They're probably bleeding again.

Everything stops. Just as if time itself has. Footsteps lead up.. behind me. I look back.

"C..Charlotte?" Ray says through teared eyes. "W—What's wrong.?" In his arms is a pillow. He's resembling a child with his hair covering his eyes completely, watered down face, and his trembling body movements.

"Nothing.. I'm fine Ray," I force a smile. "Go back to your nap."

He shakes his head. "I.. I can't. I felt.... y-your pain. I also.. had a terror. I.. I think it was connected to.. the vision you showed me."

"Alright, go back to the bed and I'll be there in a minute."

"N-No.. the two are asleep.. so no.. no comfort. I'll stay with y-you. I can.. hold your hair back."

"I'm fine, Ray. I need you back in bed."

"You.. have to get back in bed. Your.. marks.." Ray walks closer till he's directly behind me. He presses my head down then presses me against himself. His hands are gently placed on my shoulders. "Back.. to bed..?"

"I need a break. I can't sit there and risk throwing up." I lean back over the bowl as that feeling builds up. "Like now."

My hair is pulled back before my guts empty themselves once again. Ray rubs my shoulder, hand trembling. My heartbeat echos in my ears just like before. Nails scratch against the toilet seat as I fail to grip it. Ray pouts and shifts on his feet. "Charlotte.. why?" He whispers. All I can do is gag and hack.