Forbidden Love

chapter thirty eight

AN: I just want to say... I'm sorry, don't kill me! Also the song for this chapter is First Love by Adele which fits the second half of the chapter.

For the second time that morning I emptied everything in my stomach. I didn't know how I had anything left in my stomach after I threw up so much. Tobias had just returned from his morning jog and he immediately ran next to me side, his face filled with concern.

"It looks like this wasn't your first time throwing up," he acknowledged in a rasping tone, pulling my hair back.

Tired, I leaned back so that I was held safely in Tobias's arms. He didn't make any remarks about how my hair looked crazy or how much it smelled in the bathroom. I was a mess; sweat soaked my body and I had a killer headache.

"Hangovers at its finest," he chuckled after a moment's reflection, helping me up. I ran a sweaty hand over my face and leaned against the sink for support.

I took in Tobias. His recently tanned arms were also covered in sweat. He was shirtless, only wearing some basketball shorts. His chest was glistening from sweat and I had to admit this was probably my favorite look of his, all sweaty and hot.

"I feel like shit," I admitted, tearing my t-shirt off my body. My thin cami was sticking to my body and that was the next to go. I turned on the shower, getting it to the right temperature.

"Lucky for you I know exactly how to cure hangovers," he replied in an effort to sound reassuring, slipping out of his own clothes.

"Do I even want to know?" I asked, giving him a small smile.

"I don't think so," he joked.

He leaned into to give me a kiss. I leaned in myself until I felt the wave of nausea fill my stomach. I pushed his toned chest back and emptied everything in my stomach once again. Way to ruin a good moment Reign, way to go.

~*~

I was tapping my foot repulsively, not looking at Noel as she was sitting in front of me. I could see her shoulders slouch as she sighed deeply.

"Reign, please-"

"Don't," I imparted, still not looking at her. "I'm here to do my part as the maid of honor and after that I'll be gone."

"What about as my best friend?" She whispered, tears glistening in her eyes as I finally looked at her.

"What about my best friend?" I raged, indignant at her for trying to guilt me. "Where is she at because she's been gone far too long."

Noel choked back a sob and shook her head, making her hair bounce. "That's not fair. You put me in a difficult situation and-"

"I didn't put you in any situation Noel," I interjected. "I didn't ask for you to do anything! Not once did I! It hurts that you would pick your friend, whom you met just a year ago, over me. Or have you forgotten that I was supposed to be your best friend? Or that you were supposed to look after me?"

I stood up from the table and glared at her. I couldn't believe she was doing this to me again. I began to walk away, towards the elevators.

"Call Rachel and do the decorations together. I can't stand to be around you anymore."

That's when I heard Noel sob. The sound of that alone made me stop in my tracks. I always hated when Noel cried. She's usually do full of life, so happy and eager, that the sound of her crying just breaks my heart. The reason she was crying was because of me, making me feel even worse.

I turned around and saw her bawling up the decoration pieces in her hand, her face stained with tears. I mentally slapped myself for putting more stress on her. Sure Noel hasn't been the greatest best friend, but did that me that I had to be too?