I Never Thought

Chapter 34

Chloe's POV

The floor was cold under my knees and the knot in my stomach intensified at the close proximity between my face and the toilet bowl. This was the second time I was randomly throwing up in two days; what had I eaten? I wasn't one to vomit even when I was sick, not that me being sick was a common occurrence. I had always had a pretty effective immune system and barely ever got sick, so when I literally had to run to the bathroom just seconds after I opened my eyes this morning, I couldn't help the confusion that tugged at my mind.

Managing to drag myself up to my feet, I propped myself up by the bathroom sink and saw my reflection frowning back at me. The whiteness of my eyes was nearly nonexistent as red took over, from me straining to empty the contents of last night's dinner. Trying to gain control over my breathing, I grasped the metal knob of the mirror above the sink and pulled it open. A small box of Midol stared back at me, and I contemplated whether or not I should take some. Considering that Midol was typically used to soothe menstrual symptoms, I tried to decide if it would be the best thing to take for my condition.

I grabbed the box and squeezed out two of the tablets into my palm. I wasn't on my period yet, but I did feel some slight cramping yesterday, and that usually signaled that I'd get my period a day or two later. It was due anytime now, I figured I might as well get a head start and be ahead of the cramps that I knew were coming. I really just needed it to help with the nausea and it said on the box that it would, and that was enough convincing for me.

I padded over to the bedside table next to my unmade bed and took the glass of water from off of it. The water was not as cold as it was when I poured it from the pitcher at midnight, but it still served the purpose that I needed it to. The tablets slid down my throat easily with the water and I sighed in response. Holding the glass between both of my hands, I had a seat on the edge of my bed.

When I looked at my phone screen, I saw that it was ten minutes after eight. Alex was to arrive in under two hours. A smile crept onto my lips as the memories of the time I had with him flashed through my mind. I had a lovely time with him, he was very sweet, and funny. But I couldn't help but feel like something was off, and I couldn't quite understand it.

Scrolling through the text messaging app, my thumb hovered above Sierra's name. The last message exchanged between us was her telling me that she was on her way to get me to take me to Liam's place on Wednesday night. The dimmed sadness that was sitting on my heart reignited as I stared down at her name. I missed her so much, I still hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her about everything that happened. What if she hated me? What if she actually never wanted to talk to me again? I knew what I did hurt her, but she didn't even give me a chance to apologize properly. Before I knew it, I was dialing her number.

I laid flat on my back as I listened to the ringing, anticipating her voice. It rang until it went straight to her voicemail. She was probably sleeping, it was only after eight anyway, or so I tried to believe. Oh, what was I kidding? She probably watched her phone ring and rolled over to the other side of her bed.

Giving up on trying to get her attention after calling one more time, I headed to take a shower. Give her time, my sub-conscience reminded me. But how much time did she need? It'd been three days already, and I hadn't even gotten so much as a text from her. I even considered taking an Uber to her house just so I could talk to her in person. That probably wouldn't even be the best idea anyway, knowing how she'd get. She would probably curse me out in Spanish, which I wouldn't even be surprised by because she'd have full advantage since I barely knew the language.

After my shower, I brainstormed what would be the best outfit to wear to a dance studio. After staring at my closet for fifteen minutes, I settled on some leggings and a purple cropped T-shirt with an animated cat on the front. I pulled all of my hair back into a low ponytail and used a comb to carve out two spirals of curls on each side of my face.