I woke up abrubly with a vomiting urge. I jumped out of the bed and ran to our own bathroom, I bent over thee toilet and started to throw up hardcore. I heard running up the stairs and someone grabbed my hair "Blake! Are you alright!?" I was crying as Kat asked me. She must have gotten back this morning.
I shook my head as I kept throwing up "Let's go to the doctor" she said as she used a hair ttie to keep my hair from my face and she ran off. She ccame back quickly with my pink plush robe and pput it on me.
She put me in her car and started to drive. Twice on the way there she had to pull over and let me out to throw up. But we quickly got there and I was put in a room after thirty minutes of waiting and throwing up four more times.
I was actually starting to get worried. Kat had tried to call the guys but I wouldn't let her. I didn't want them rushing back just over a little vomit.
But I didn't know, it was more then a little vomit...
