𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐀 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲! {𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐢𝐬}

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧

TW: vomit.

A few hours later.
Taylor's POV:
The room was dark, but I could still see the faint glow of the numbers on my alarm clock: 3:33 AM. For some reason, that number rattled through my mind like some sort of paean to bad decisions. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the world around me to disappear. But my stomach had other ideas. A wave of nausea rolled over me, and it caught me unawares.

I stumbled out of bed, my heart racing as I ran to the bathroom. Before I even reached the toilet, my stomach started to rebel, and I knelt just in time to throw up. The awful mixture of last night's indulgences, the midnight snacks, and the regrettable toast I had made with way too many pickles surged back up. Each heave felt worse than the last, and I fought against the burning sensation in my throat. How could I have thought that was a good idea?
I mean who eats toast at one in the morning with mustard and pickles. Extra pickles.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I gasped for breath between heaves, the aftertaste of regret lingering uncomfortably. I beg God for this nightmare to end. I couldn't anymore. It stank, burned, hurt and drained me of every possible strength in my body. Finally, after what felt like forever, it was over. I leaned back against the cool tile of the bathroom, my body feeling weak and wrung out. It had been nearly twenty minutes, but I still felt a lingering ache in my stomach. I crawled back into bed and told myself I would be okay.

Half an hour later, another wave came crashing in. No. Not again. Gritting my teeth, I got up, knowing I would have to face the bathroom yet again. I was so tired, my body begging for rest, but my stomach had other plans.

Then again. Only fifteen minutes later I find myself back in that cursed bathroom. This time, there was nothing left to give, just the sensation of acid climbing its way up my throat. Losing my dinner felt like fresh heartbreak. I suspected that no amount of sleep would make this feeling go away, but I surrendered to exhaustion and finally dozed off.

It was almost five thirty in the morning and all I could think about was food. I wanted a huge portion of cheesecake together with chocolate syrup and a huge jar of just Reese's ice cream. I want Reese's ice cream. I need Reese's ice cream.

I went downstairs and turned on the lights, quickly making my way to the kitchen. But every step on the way to the fridge feels heavy. My boobs hurt with every step I take. I groaned in pain and finally made it to the fridge but then tragedy struck. There was no Reese's ice cream. Of course there won't be. I threw my head back like a little child and started crying. I sat down on the floor and literally sobbed . But then a little twinkle of my eyes met the box of cheesecakes my mother had made for me, God bless her. I got up quickly and without hesitation poured all the chocolate syrup I had left on it and started eating like a raccoon.

My hunger and appetite opened up. My stomach wanted more and more and more. My eyes opened in surprise. At some point I said fuck the fork and started eating everything with my hands trying desperately to calm my starving stomach. I saw my two cats ,Olivia and Benjamin looking at me with a strange look and head tilted to the side.

"What?" I stopped for a moment after a bite I swallowed. "I'm hungry you guys."
And after I waited for an answer from them, my beloved elder cat, Meredith came with a meow and a completely typical "you look fucking ridiculous" look.

Dibbles and benji left the room and left me to eat in peace. to the last piece. Fatigue hit me and I looked at the clock, showing that I only had two more hours to sleep. I returned the empty box (it should be noted) to the fridge instead of the sink. I have no idea why I did it but I didn't really care. I had a long night and right now I just wanted my bed.

When morning finally came, I dragged myself out of bed, feeling anything but refreshed. I barely made it through work, fighting to keep my head up as dizziness threatened to consume me. I couldn't let Travis down,I had promised to be there for his game. Just a few more hours.