IRA POV
I sat on the toilet seat as i stared at the stick in my hands. Sure it had my pee on it but at this time, i didn't mind. I couldn't believe i had finished an entire gallon of tropical fruit juice for this.
"F*ck," I mumbled, whacking the stick against the palm of my other hand. Just in case that extra line wasn't supposed to be there. I stopped and stared at it with a frown. No change.
I don't know how long i was staring at that thing for but i soon heard the door to the bedroom open and shut. I shot up and started cussing violently as i searched for the bin.
"Sh*itsh*tsh*tsh*tsh*tsh*t," I found the bin under the vanity and shoved it under all of the toilet rolls. I stood up and stared at myself in the mirror just as Jace knocked on the door.
"Ira?" He called, making me shut my eyes tight. "What are you doing?" I started feeling my mouth producing extra saliva but i ignored it.
"Just, uhh brushing?" It came out more of a question but i immediatly ignored it as i felt my stomach turn. I held a hand over it and turned around.
He chuckled, "Alright, just hurry up." I opened the toilet lid and held the side with both my hands while my head hovered over the middle.
"I'll tr-" Before i could finish that stupid sentecne, i barfed, letting all of my stomachs contents out. I shut my eyes tight, hating the feeling of everything coming up and out.
"Ira!?" Jace yelled, banging on the door. I paused and opened my eyes to stare at the brown substance in the toilet. I could smell it and it stunck!
I grimaced, "I'm fine, Ja-" Before i could finish, i barfed again and this time, instead of banging on the door, Jace used his shoulder to burst the door open, breaking it from the hinges. He leaned it against the wall before coming to sit on his knees next to me.
I barfed but felt comforted as he rubbed my back and occasionally held the loose strands of hair back. When i was sure i was finished, spat in the toilet and stood up before flushing the toilet.
Ignoring Jace, i turned around and started washing my mouth. I grabbed my toothbrush and applied toothpaste before scrubbing my teeth vicously. Jace was standing right next to me but he was staring at me through the mirror, not actually facing me.
I have no idea if i should tell him or not. I mean, will he be happy? I'm sure he will but then i have that little peice of doubt in my mind. What if we're too young? Nah, this is actually a good age! But how will i tell him? I don't want it to be huge and i don't want it to be tiny.
"Are you alright?" I heard him softly ask, watching me as though he were studying me.
I shrugged, "Probably food poisoning." I spat the toothpaste out and rinsed. I stood straight and turned to Jace. I reached a hand out and stroked his cheek. "Don't worry, i'm fine." I gave him a small smile and tapped his cheek twice before walking past him.
I heard him huff before his footsteps coming towards me. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him as he sat next to me.
"I don't believe you," He mumbled, grabbing my hands and rubbing circles on it.
Mood swing!
"Just leave it, Jace!" I stood up and glared at him. "I said i'm fine so just leave me the fu*k alone!" I growled, turning around and stomping towards the door. But because this was Jace, it couldn't be that simple.
I was slammed against the wall with Jace covering all my exits. It hurt my back and my wolf growled at Jace for dare putting her pup in harm. I shoved at his chest but nothing.
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