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-𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
my eyes fluttered open, my arms were connected around the skin of the woman who had my legs into the fondness of soreness.
that i once, didn't notice at first. the only thing i could think about, or do, was keep my eyes onto the woman's features.
after the sex we made, everything felt different. like a heavy weight was taken off my chest, filling up the void of depression that's been lathered into my brain.
not wanting to wake the woman up, her skin intertwined with mines, i felt like with a sudden move she could rise from her sleep.
her head snugged into my bare chest, i couldn't keep my eyes away from the beautiful freckles scattered all over her face. her nose, the perfect shape, her skin glistening from the glare that bounced off the sun beaming through from the balcony of the apartment.
she was so beautiful, it made the guts in my stomach tie into a knot, now, completely nervous being in her touch.. but all so together still feeling free and safe.
i tried falling back asleep once again, not wanting the moment we was in to be over. i couldn't let anything take away the prominence we were in.
before it was, hearing a loud vibrational abrupt noise coming from an phone. a phone i knew that wasn't mines.
i didn't want to be nosey, but i also didn't want the woman to wake up from the ringtone echoing my ears.
I quickly grabbed her phone, declining the call with quickness. until my heart sunk into my stomach, realizing who she was getting a call from.
it made me realize, i had taken full accountability of my body over a woman who i still wasn't sure of being in a relationship with someone else.
the gut feeling wrenching in my stomach, completely taking over any feeling to even continue to lay in the bed. i could feel the acid from throw up begin to travel up my throat.
like before, not wanting to wake up the woman, but not wanting to throw up all over her, my body reacted differently from what i wanted it to.
i quickly removed the woman's arms from around the skin of my body. rather harshly then i wanted to, running to the bathroom closing the door behind me.
i quickly made my way to the toilet, lifting up the seat without a hesitation as my chest and throat had a stinging sensation. that's when i began to throw up inside the seat.
my head, felt light and hazy, and not in a good way, i felt weak. how could the simple thought of thinking of billie with another woman that wasn't me make me feel so sick? i didn't even feel this way about anthony in the past.
i didn't have any time to process my emotions before the bathroom door slammed open. watching the woman i was once overthinking about in an oversized shirt, looking at me with a worried expression all over her face.
