CAROLINE
I rolled again to my side and the expected nausea attacked me again. I gripped my stomach and closed my eyes for a few minutes trying hard to push the vomit back. But it didn’t, so I ended up walking blindly to the bathroom and puking my brains out for the fourth morning in a row. This was not good. I slumped back against my bathroom wall and put my head between my knees.
“What is going on?” I asked myself. This was definitely not the flu because I got over that the first day. It was supposed to be a 24 hour bug according to the doctor but why did it reoccur again and again?
Am I dying?
Do I have some fatal disease that would kill me by the third month?
I didn’t know but I hoped it wasn’t that serious. I pushed myself off the cold linoleum floor and headed towards the shower. Might as well start the day there was no way I was going to return to bed with the stale taste of my own vomit. It was disgusting.
“Caroline?” Elise greeted me behind the bathroom door.
“Oh, hi Elise, just one quick moment I’m just going to take a shower.” I called. I heard her answer something back but between the dull roar of the water hitting the ground I couldn’t exactly make it out.
“Ms. Dagenham your schedule is set for the day.” Elise smiled at me warmly after I got out from my shower.
“What time do I have to go out of the house?” I asked keeping my robe tightly around me. I just wanted to sleep on my bed and never get up.
“You have no agenda until three in the afternoon.” She followed me to my walk in closet with my schedule notebook. It was my dad’s idea to plan out my entire day and much like everything else I didn’t have much say in it.
“What’s in three in the afternoon?” I asked.
“You have to make an appearance with one of the foundations your dad supports.” She said.
“Oh, great which one?” I muttered sarcastically.
“Home for the orphans.” She said.
I sat down on a vinyl chair and sighed loudly. The day was starting out on the wrong foot. I was in no mood to deal with children right now. I was generally good with kids but today I just don’t feel up to doing any motherly shit or for that mother do anything at all.
Elise placed the notebook down and sat beside me. Elise was like the grandmother I never had. She was the image of a loving, caring grandmother who tries to feed you a multitude of food on thanksgiving. Her hair was completely gray but that only added to her grandmotherly appeal.
“Do you want me to cancel it?” She asked.
“No, no. It’s obviously important to my father.” I dismissed it immediately.
“You look awfully pale, Caroline.”She took my hand in hers and placed it on her lap.
“I know, Elise it’s just that I got sick again this morning and frankly it’s starting to alarm me.” I confessed. Please don’t let it be cancer! Was my only thought.
“I thought it was supposed to be a 24 hour bug.” Her concern was palpable.
“That’s why but it kept reoccurring.” I said.
“Caroline?”
“Yes, Elise?” There was something in her voice that made me look at her. She was examining me closely and after a couple of minutes of scrutiny she frowned.
YOU ARE READING
A Little Bit Like Heaven
FanfictionTo her dad Caroline Dagenham was no more than just a little child, and whatever she does just wasn’t good enough. It didn’t help that she was a daughter of a media tycoon, a socialite, and an it-girl and was watched by the paparazzi like a morning s...
