My Act Of Defence

Chapter 37

Wyatt's POV

I wake up, and when I realise that my mate isn't here anymore, I decide to sit up, so I can go out of the room.

But as I do so, I start to feel sick, so I quickly run towards the bathroom, so I can throw up, but I don't manage to reach the door, and I throw up almost as soon as I stand up.

I wipe my mouth with the sleeve of my shirt, and I look down at the vomit covered floor.

At least I don't have a carpet, so it won't be very hard to clean it.

I decide to clean the floor quickly, since the smell is making me sick again.

So, I do it, but right after I finish, I throw up again, this time on the bathroom floor.

I wait for a while to see if I will throw up again, and when I decide that I feel a bit better, I clean the floor again.

Then I sit on the floor next to the toilet, in case that I will be sick again.

About half an hour later, someone comes into my room, and I assume that it's my mate, since he didn't knock like most of my family would.

So, I quickly sand up, and I walk out of the bathroom.

"It smells weirs here." Kane tells me when he sees me, and he looks a bit disgusted because of the smell.

"I was throwing up." I tell him, and he frowns.

"Should we go to the hospital?" He asks me, with a worried expression, but I shake my head.

"No, I feel a lot better now." I say and, he nods in acknowledgement.

"That's good then." He says, and I nod.

"Let's go downstairs do we can eat something." I tell him, and he agrees, so I take his hand, and I lead him towards the dining room.

I make myself something to eat, and Kane does the same, although I'm sure that he ate already.

I eat more then usual, since I feel very hungry after throwing up, but I regret eating all of this food after I stand up.

I quickly cover my mouth, and I don't dare to move, since I know that I will be sick if I do it.

Kane comes over to me, and he massages my back slightly, which helps a bit, but not enough, since I end up throwing up anyway.

Papa, dad and Mason must have heard it, and soon I can feel their eyes on me, as I throw up again.

"I hope that you're not pregnant yet." Kane tells me with a small chuckle, and I nod in agreement.

"Let's get him to the hospital." Dad says and papa nods, so Kane leads me towards the front door, and my parents come with us, while Mason stays behind to take care of the kids.

I throw up on the way there again, and I hope that if I'm pregnant, that I won't be throwing up every fifteen minutes for the next four months