Chapter 8:

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Chapter 8: tw: emetophobia

The next day, siobhon wakes up on the lounge floor, no surprise, she was misery. Her nose throbbing and eyes stinging, black and blue.

R: ah your awake!

Siobhon tries the scramble up but falls back down as her head spins and she becomes nauseous.

R: get up, you need to go Reece's nursery and pick up some paper work, head there now.

Siobhon trembles and wipes her old makeup dripping down her face, her eyes still wet and stinging. She applies new makeup, her skin burning as she dabs her foundation covering the marks left on her. She got changed and left for Reece's nursery, god she felt so sore. She began walking into the nursery but had to sprint to the bathroom, she gags and throws up into the toilet bowl, shaking.

M: siobhon are you ok!

Fuck. Marjorie was in here

Siobhon groans and ignores her and shuts the cubicle door as she heaves again. Marjorie is concerened and waits outside the door

A few minutiae pass and Siobhan sighs as her head throbs. She is in sweats and stumbles out the cubicle towards the sink and notices Marjorie is still there.

M: my god siobhon are you alright?

S: fine, just something I ate

Obviously a lie, that kick mostly gave her a mild concussion. Siobhon swipes her forehead and begins to wash her hands.

M: oh alright, um Siobhan?

S: what.

M: some of your makeup wiped off, what's on ur head?

Siobhan's face dropped, shit.

S: nothing!

as she storms out and barges past Marjorie, rushes into the office grabs the paper without saying a word to Reece sat at his desk and rushes to her car as she quickly re applies makeup to her head and sobs into her hands. Suddenly she is drained, deep down she always has been. It begins to claw its way to the surface.

Writers note- SORRY ITS SO SHORT!!

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