Chapter 34
I woke up with a wicked headache too early in the morning.
All the crying and worrying and freaking out had hurt me.
I felt exhausted and the pounding in my head really didn't help.
Lexi was still hugging me, still sleeping.
We were supposed to go to school, but I really didn't have it in me right now.
And I knew I didn't have anything too important to do at school today, so I could skip without getting into too much trouble.
So, I let myself fall back asleep, hoping the headache might be a little bit more bearable if I was more rested.
I woke up again to the sound of her alarm, my head still pounding, the sun coming through the cracks of her window blinds feeling like a personal attack.
Lexi turned off her alarm, and probably felt my flinching because she asked softly, "How are you feeling?"
"Like my head is about to explode," I admitted, not wanting to hid anything from her. I wasn't feeling good. I wasn't going to act like I was.
"Oh no. Bad headache?" Lexi asked, sitting up, her eyes worried.
"Yeah," I replied, rubbing my fingers on my temples, like that could change anything.
"Wait a second," my Pumpkin said, getting up.
I wanted to whine about her leaving the bed. Her warmth was comforting, and I felt safe in her arms.
She headed to the bathroom and came back quickly.
"Here," she said, giving me a bottle of my prescribed pills and a glass of water. I'd left medication for my headaches at her place in case something like this happened.
I was grateful for the foresight.
She came back in bed with me, and hugged me again.
"I think I'm going to skip school today," I mumbled, smothered into my girlfriend's arms.
I hated the fact that somehow, I felt so comfortable and safe in her arms, but I somehow unconsciously thought being with her could feel like being with Kendall.
Being with Lexi felt nothing like being with Kendall.
Maybe Doctor Boseman was completely wrong.
Or maybe I had absolutely no control over how my brain dealt with trauma.
The second option was pretty annoying.
"Do you want me to stay with you and play nurse?" she asked. I wasn't sure if she was joking about that last part or serious.
"No, you should go to school. I don't want your dad to scold me," I admitted.
"I'm sure he'd be okay with me missing a day of school," Lexi argued.
"But I wouldn't. Anyway, there's nothing much for you to do. I'll try to sleep it off," I said.
I didn't want her to have to take care of me all the time. She'd already done a lot. Sleeping more and the pills would help.
And being in my girlfriend's bed might help too.
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