Redemancy

25.

Amara

School has been stressing me out a lot the past week. I have several texts next week which will have a lot of effect on my exams, so that's definitely stressful.

I've gone to school from nine til three and studied until like 12, or as long as I was able to stay awake.

I've been so busy with school that I haven't had the time to be with my guys this week, which makes me feel sad. It feels weird if anything.

It's currently Friday night, and I'm studying my butt off for the biology test I have this Monday. Biology was always my favourite subject, but thanks to my new teacher I absolutely hate it.

This school literally ruins every subject for me that I have ever liked. I mean, I know it was going to be harder and that I would have to spend more time on school, but I didn't expect it to be like this at all.

Italian is still good though. I have a very nice teacher and he makes Italian jokes, which he makes us solve on our own, in Italian, which is very fun.

I decided to stop trying to make friends since all of the girls are literally all Regina George 2.0, which absolutely sucks.

I decide to stop studying, my mind literally exploding as I read another biology-related word, my stomach turning.

Feeling unwell, I literally run into the bathroom, letting me drop on my knees in front of the toilet, feeling hot, acid liquid spilling out of my stomach as I feel tears falling out of my eyes.

My hair is high in a bun, and I rest my arms on the toilet seat, waiting for more to come out as I feel my heart beating fastly, causing me to freak out even more than I already am.

Feeling dizzy, I feel like my stomach is churning before I let more of the bitter vomit out of my mouth, and into the toilet before I flush it.

The awful feeling is somewhat gone, and I slowly stand up and walk over to the sink, bending over slightly I turn it on, letting the water fall into my mouth, giving me a refreshing feeling.

My legs feel like jelly as if they were about to give out, I let myself fall onto the bathroom floor, leaning against the wall as the bathroom turns, every object in is flying around.

Am I high?

Pulling my knees to my chest, I hug them, praying for one of the guys to come in here, leaning my head against my knees as I close my eyes.

Seconds later, I hear fast footsteps walking up the stairs, several footsteps. The footsteps come closer as I feel my heart beating fastly again, not actually want any of them to see me like this.

I'm never sick.

It's utterly embarrassing.

"Oh, dušo." I hear Enzo say as I feel a body lower, getting closer to mine. I scoot away, not wanting to look up, or for them to touch me.

"Come on, dušo. Let's get you downstairs. You're okay." Enzo says once again as he picks me up from under my armpits, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso.

I see Lucifer and Xerxes in here as well, as I try to smile at them before burying my head in the crook of Enzo's neck, embarrassed and tired.

As Enzo walks down the stairs, I think about something, the thing that could have caused this. It has to be.

Enzo soon lets go of me, laying me down on the couch before covering my body with a blanket. He walks away, while Lucifer and Xerxes sit on two chairs opposite the couch.

In a few minutes, everyone is suddenly here, Enzo handing me some chicken soup as I try to sit up a little.

"I think I should tell you, guys, something." I say, not wanting to since I'm ashamed of it, not wanting them to see me differently.