As I listened to Nathan stomp up the stairs my mind began to race. Was he going to try and talk to me again? Would I let him? All the questions swirling around in my head were making me metaphorically sick. No, wait. They were literally making me sick.
I threw the blankets up off of me as Chelsea jumped awake. But I didn’t care.
“Anna, what’s wrong?!” She screamed at me. I brought my hand up to my mouth as I ran across the room and ripped the door open as fast as I could. I couldn’t even think straight. Oh god, don’t throw up, my mind screamed at me.
I flew across the hall and landed on my knees in front of the toilet. I flung the toilet seat up and threw up, again. This was getting tiresome, those damn eggs. I’ll never eat eggs again. Yuck. I had my head resting on my knees when I heard someone enter the bathroom and shut the door behind them.
“Chelsea, I’m fine, I promise, It’s just those damn eggs again.” I practically moaned out in pain.
“That’s nice, but I’m not Chelsea.” A husky male voice replied. I gasped and whirled myself around. Apparently I moved too fast, because the motion made my vision fuzzy, and start to slowly black out. Shit, I was dizzy.
“Woah, Anna, Are you okay? You look like you’re going to-” Was all I heard Nathan say because, I had passed out.
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I woke up tucked back into my bed with a glass of orange juice on my bedside table and a trashcan next to my bed. And boy, was my head throbbing. I grabbed the orange juice, and carefully took a sip. Realizing I was parched, I gulped down the whole orange juice without stopping.
“Jeez, Anna. Thirty much?” Nathan snickered from the door way causing my to jump and drop the glass. The glass connected with the floor with a loud shatter, sending tiny shards of glass in every direction.
“Nathan, what the fuck?!” I screamed. “Now you can clean it up and get the hell out of my room.”
“Wow, not even going to thank me for catching you before you could hit your head on the bathroom floor?” He asked, as he bent down and collected the broken glass. Woah, he caught me? Wait, I passed out?
“I passed out?” I questioned warily. That wasn’t like me. I’ve never fainted in my life, no matter how sick I’ve been.
“Yeah, you were throwing up, then you stood up too fast and I caught you before you fell all the way down. You’re welcome.”
“Thank you. Now leave please.” I said, avoiding eye contact.
“Whatever you want. I’ll bring you some more orange juice.”
“Okay.” I said, still staring at the ceiling.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead before I could duck out of the way. I slapped at his shoulder as he swiftly dodged me and left the room.
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Hey! I know this is short, but I just wanted to update again really quickly! I'll be adding another (hopefully longer) chapter up sometime this week! Leave me a comment and tell me what you think.
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Happily Ever After
Teen FictionWhen Anna's mother overdoses and dies in there shabby two bedroom apartment, Anna goes to live with her best friend Chelsea, her mother, and her brother. Things begin to get steamy between her and Nathan, and they end up making a mistake that will f...
