Confessions of Jane

Confession 20: He will be the death of me

I woke up in a familiar smelling bed with a killer headache. Dang I haven't felt like this or been in a situation like this in over a year.

I got out of the bed and realized I was only wearing at t-shirt. Joel's t-shirt. Damn it not again.

"Hello?? Is anyone here?" I said tiptoeing out of the room.

I walked down the hall and saw the bathroom door was shut.

"Joel?" I said knocking on the door.

I heard the shower running. He must be in there.

I casually walked to the kitchen and located the coffee pot and coffee making supplies. My head is killing me I need some pain killers but coffee will do for now.

I was sitting on the kitchen bar stool casually sipping my coffee when Joel came walking in only wearing some sweats with no shirt and dripping wet hair.

"I see you found my coffee"

"Yeah but not the pain killers. My head is killing me"

"You're a mess Janey doll, follow me"

I nodded my head and followed behind him as he made his way back to the bathroom.

Joel opened up the medicine cabinet and handed me 2 painkillers.

"Thank you" I said looking anywhere but him feeling shy for some unknown reason.

I swallowed them dry and started walking towards the door until Joel swiftly shut it in front of me and caged me in against the door.

I swear I have no idea how he does that.

"Um do you need um something?" I said tripping on my words looking over his shoulder.

"Jane look at me" Joel said sternly.

"Oh um would you look at the time" I said looking at my imaginary watch on my wrist

"I should get going" I said trying to squirm away from him.

"Stop acting like you're afraid of me damn it!" Joel said slamming the door with one of his hands.

"Joel calm down" I said grabbing his hands and pulling them away from anymore violence.

"I'm not afraid" I said lacing my fingers with his.

Joel leaned his forehead on mine and sucked in a breath he was holding.

"I'm sorry Janey" Joel whispered.

"It's okay" I said shakily.

"Jane you're head is very hot and you're shaking, are you okay?" Joel said putting his hand on my forehead.

"I'm fine, just tired I guess.." I spoke too soon.

The next second I was pushing past Joel rushing to the toilet to puke out the coffee I just drank.

Joel was behind me in a heartbeat holding up my hair.

I coughed until I couldn't anymore and shakily stood up to wash my face in the sink.

"It's just from drinking last night I guess, I haven't drank in a long time it's just not sitting well I guess" I said trying to walk but falling.