I Wish It Would Rain

Chapter 19

The next morning when I awoke, I was in a similar situation to last Sunday. I was in an entanglement of bodies, but it was only more so an entanglement of me and Clark, with Lindsay kind of off on the other side of the bed. I was lucky that I had a queen sized bed.

The way we were laying was that my legs were tangled with Clarks and I was pressed up against his chest while he had an arm wrapped around my waist while the other arm was draped on the pillow above my head. I smiled at him before I tried to untangle myself from him without waking him up in the process so that I could go do my barn chores.

I was successful, so only minutes later I was making my way down from the deck that was connected from my room to outside as I went out to the barn. Mom and dad weren’t down there yet, so I began giving all of the horses their morning grain. My body was dragging quite a bit, as I was still upset from last night. Every now and then my neck and shoulders were hurting, but I pushed on through it.

About ten minutes later as I was giving all of the horses a flake of hay, my parents came into the barn.

“Someone was a little worker bee this morning,” mom said as she noticed that all of the horses were happily munching on their grain.

“I guess you could say that,” I yawned as I pushed our hay cart forward.

“Pen, are you feeling alright hun? Because you don’t look too good,” my dad said worriedly as he stepped in front of me.

“I could said that I’m hunky dory, but that wouldn’t be the truth,” I said with a fake smile.

“Go back to bed hun. We can finish it,” mom shooed me away.

“Are you sure?” I asked, looking around the barn.

“Positive. Now go,” she smiled and sent me away.

I was actually relieved that mom and dad let me go back to bed. I really didn’t feel good at all anyways. It felt like I was ready to puke my stomach out. When I got back to my room, I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

My hair was all messy and tangled. I had bags under my eyes, and my face was so pale, it looked like I’d never seen the sun. I really didn’t look too well. I’d bet you anything that what happened last night is the reason for this.

The moment I thought of Keith and all his lies, my stomach lurched. Thank god I was in the bathroom as the contents of my stomach emptied out into the porcelain bowl. Once my stomach was done heaving, I flushed it and then rinsed my mouth out, trying to get the disgusting taste of barf out of my mouth.

Once I was done rinsing my mouth out, I went and got my little fan, plugged it in and then sat in the bathroom in front of the door. I was grateful that my parents were finishing off the barn for me, since I definitely didn’t feel good.

“Penny?” I heard Lindsay’s groggy voice wonder from the bed.

“In here,” my voice croaked out.

I heard springs from my mattress followed by footsteps across the bedroom floor coming towards the bathroom.

“Why are you sitting on the floor Pen?” Lindsay asked as she rubbed her eyes.

“Because I don’t feel good,” I whispered as I put my head between my knees.

“Is it because of last night?” she asked as she sat down next to me.

“Partially. I was fine when I woke up this morning. But then when I came back in here and I thought about him and all his lies, I just…” but I couldn’t finish the sentence because as soon as I thought of him, I raced for the toilet again.