Adopted By A Drag Queen

Chapter 22. Sick

Ivy's POV

Saturday, December 11, 2022. Dear me... I guess. I am going to start writing in a journal since my therapist told me it would help. I think it's kind of dumb. It's been 18 days since we were in Grand Rapids and I'm not doing too well. I have felt sick and vomited every day this week so that's fun. Catch the sarcasm.
I told my therapist what happened, I'll just say that I sobbed that whole session. Kade, Danny, and I talked about what happened that day, and it was a lot. Never in a million years did I think that I would be in this position. Kade's arm is still in a cast, but it has a bunch of signatures on it.
Anyways, we are in Dallas today and we are going to Alyssa's house in a few hours. We were in LA a few days ago, so we got to go home and chill for a few hours which I really enjoyed. I got to meet Sasha Colby when we were there and we really hit it off. She was so kind and such an amazing human being. She gave Kade and I her phone number, and we have been talking a lot. Which I am happy about.
I have been working with Shea and Raja about my eating and it has been helping a lot. After... you know what, I didn't eat for like three days because I thought I deserved it. There are still day's where I don't want to eat, but I work through it.
For the last few weeks I have been feeling a lot of dysphoria in my name. I think I want to change it to Ian. I like the ring of that.

-Ian Tatyum Noriega

I closed my notebook and threw it on my bed before walking to the kitchen/living room. "Hey." I say to Kerri, who is the only other person on the bus, and sit down next to her. "Hey, how are you?" I shrug and pull out my phone checking my notifications. "How are you, with being back in Dallas?" I ask Kerri, looking up from my phone. "It's been okay. I have been here quite a bit since after Drag Race, but every time has gotten easier." I nod and look back down at my phone.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask randomly. I want someone to know about the name change. "Yeah, of course." Kerri says, shifting her body to face me more. "I think I want to go by a different name." I saw Kerri smile. "What name would you like to go by?" She asked me. "Ian, I think." I stuttered a little bit. "Well Ian, I think that is a lovely name." Kerri says and pulls me into a hug. I am so happy I told her.

The moment didn't last long though when I got an awful feeling in my throat. Oh no. I get up from where I am and sprint to the bathroom. I make it to the toilet just in time to vomit. All of my breakfast is now in the toilet, great. "You okay in there." I heard Kerri shout, and got up from her spot. "Yeah," I lied. I was so nauseous and my boobs were killing me under the binder.

"You aren't okay." Kerri caught my bluff. "Come one, back to bed." I got up from the floor and walked to the bunks. "You can lay in mine since I have a bottom bunk." I nodded gratefully and lay down. I don't know why I am feeling so bad. Maybe I'm just PMSing. The last thing I remember was Kerri telling me to sleep.

Kerri's POV

As soon as Ian fell asleep. I got really worried. He has been throwing almost twice a day every day this week. I need to tell Adore.

I walk out of the bus and go into the theater where some of the queens are doing rehearsal before we go to Alyssa's. "Yo, Adore." I shout into the theater hoping she makes an appearance. Almost instantly she came out from behind the curtain. "Yeah, what's up." I used the stairs to get on stage to reach him. "Your kid threw up again." Adore sighed and sat on the edge of the stage. "Does he have a fever?" I shake my head. "I don't know why he has been so sick." I can tell that she is really taking it to heart. "Hey, it will be okay." I reassure her. "I'm going to go check on him." Adore said, getting up from her spot on the floor. "Okay, he might be sleeping." She nods and walks away.

I have a bad feeling about this. "I have a bad feeling about this." Blair comes up behind me and apparently she can read my mind. "Maybe we are just overthinking it." I shrug and sigh. Kids get sick all of the time, this can't be any different. "He will be okay." Blair reassures me and walks away. I hope so. But for now I need to get ready to go to Alyssa's.