I take some deep breaths to try and calm down my stomach. John B was driving and Sarah was sleeping up front. Kiara was sleeping on my brother Popes lap. I was sitting next to my boyfriend JJ. I put my headphones in and lay on the floor of the van. My boyfriend gives me a confused look and chuckles. I look over to my brother and see him passed out. I try my best to close my eyes but my stomach wasn't doing me any favors. I didn't get car sick often but it did happen. Of course today is just one of those days. I don't like attention at all. I pick my head up and everyone is sleeping but John B. Thank god. "Hey um can I ask a favor?" I ask awkwardly. "What's up Y/N?" He asked tiredly. Guilt washed through me. He just wanted to get there and be done. "I'm sorry would you mind pulling over real quick. Like five minutes I'm sorry. My breakfast isn't agreeing with me. I'm sorry." He gives me a sympathetic look. "Yeah of course. Don't apologize. Why don't you wake up J?" I shake my head quickly. "No he needs to sleep. "There's a rest stop 2 miles away or do you want me to just stop here?" I bite my lip. "Um here's fine..." I mutter embarrassed. "Ok." He says pulling off the shoulder of the road. I quietly slip out of the car and kneel down in the grass. I pull my own hair back and start gagging. As everything comes up I feel a hand on my back. "You alright Angel?" JJ asked in his morning voice. "Yeah. I'm sorry." I say voice cracking from all the strain. "Don't apologize Y/N. You feeling a little better?" I nod. Once I got everything out of my system I usually felt much better. "Alright. Let's get you some water." He says returning to the van. I stay back embarrassed. He sighs handing me a water bottle and a small bottle of mouth wash. "Sarah had some mouthwash in her purse." He chuckles. "She wanted to know if you wanted to sit upfront. If that will make things a little easier on your stomach?" I shake my head. "No it's fine. It doesn't matter where I sit." I sigh feeling defeated. I rinse with the mouthwash and take a few sips of water. "Come here." He sighs pulling me into a hug. I hug him back for a second before getting back in the van. "Better?" John B asked before starting the car. "Yeah thank you. I'm sorry." He shook his head. "Stop apologizing."
The next day. Pope was driving and Kiara was sitting in the front. Sarah was playing with John Bs hair as he got some much needed rest. JJ was passed out while I resisted the urge to puke. "Pope, can you please pull over?" I asked putting my hand over my mouth. "We are in the middle of a six lane highway. No way. Why? Please don't tell me you're going to puke." He groans. "I'm sorry..." I mutter tears pricking. "Is there a bucket or something back there?" Kiara asked turning around. "Ummmm. There's a Wawa bag... with a hole in it." Pope speeds up and I press my lips together. "Hey Y/N it's ok. Don't cry." Sarah says leaning over and putting a hand on my knee. I then notice the tears drilling down my face. Kiara smacks JJ awake. "What's going on?" He asked concerned seeing my tears. "She is is really nauseous. Pope can't pull over on the highway and there's no buckets or bags back here." Sarah says for me. JJ sighed and put a hand on my back. He dumped out his duffel bag, opened it and put it on my lap. "J..." I protest. "It's fine. It's a cheap old one." He comforts tucking hair behind my ear. We hit a bump and I clamp my hand over my mouth and gag. "It's ok. Just let it out Angel. You'll feel so much better when you do." He soothes rubbing my back. "This is the most embarrassing moment of my life." I groan. He chuckles. "You'll be fine Angel. No one's going to judge you here." I roll my eyes. "I'm judging myself." He rolls his eyes this time. Before he can make a snarky comment back my
Lunch pushes up my throat. I throw up into his duffel bag and start to cry harder. "Sorry can you guys turn around." JJ says for me. Sarah goes back to playing with John Bs hair and Kie rolls down the windows and rests her head on the door. "It's alright Angel. You all done?" He asked motioning to his duffel bag. I nod and he tosses it out the window. "JJ! That's littering!" Kiara scolds. "You want the car smelling like puke?" She doesn't respond and JJ rolls her eyes pulling me into a hug. "It's ok. I'm right here." He says rubbing my back as I sob into his chest. "Close your eyes." He says gently. "You'll feel better when you get some rest."
