Max, My Savoir

Emetophobia | Chapter 11

I woke up feeling like crap. Everything hurt, especially my stomach. I didn't move and tryed to go back to sleep. That didn't work. I felt really hot and sweaty. I knew what was coming next. I ran to the bathroom, put the toilet seat up and vomited. I felt tears streaming down my face as I wiped my face with a washcloth. I was gasping for air as I tryed to calm down. "Max!!! Something's wrong with Rine!!!" Ross yelled dragging out his name. He came in and saw me having an anxiety attack. "Rine, what happened?!" He asked worried.

"I have Emetophobia, fear of vomiting." I said still crying. (Fun fact, I have Emetophobia too).

"Ross call Adam and tell him that Catherine can't come in today."

"No! Its fine! I can work!"

"No you can't Rine. You're sick!"

"Okay." I said quietly. There was no point arguing with him. He wouldn't let me go. (If you love me let me gooooooo!!! Sorry I'm annoying). After I calmed down, I came out and sat on the couch. Max came into the living room and sat down next to me. "Adam said I could take the day off to care for you." He said calmly. I just nodded. Why is he so nice to me? "Why are you so nice to me,  Max?" The question caught him off guard.

"I dunno. I guess the asshole inside me is on vacation. But only for a short time." He winked at me and I chuckled.

"Well, I don't want that asshole to come back."

"Gasp! Mean!" He said in a very bad shocked  voice. I laughed even more. Then I realizes how much it hurt to laugh and I stopped. We sat and talked as Ross and Tim left. Then I remembered I had a live stream today. Crap. I tweeted that the date had been moved to next week. I feel a warm substance climb up my throat and run to the bathroom. I gasped for air and had another anxiety attack. With my head hung over the toilet bowl, Max came in and rubbed my back. I puked again and again and again. While I was trying to calm down, Max figured out why this was happening. I had been starved so much, that when I had a big breakfast, my stomach wasn't used to it. He layed me back down and made me some toast. I ate it and felt a little better. Then I drifted off to sleep.

Max POV

I walked over to check and Catherine and saw she went to sleep. God she was cute. Stop it brain! I put a blanket over her and walked up to my room to grab my laptop. I came back downstairs and sat at the table. Then I texted Adam to send me a video to edit. He sent me one in less than a minute. Work must be slow. Two editors gone for a week.

I finished up the last bit of videos Adam sent me and went to go check on Catherine. She was shaking. I quietly said her name while shaking her arm. Her beautiful blue eyes opened slowly. "Hey. You were shaking. Anything wrong?"

"No. I'm fine." She said in a whispery voice.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Try and go back to sleep."

"Okay." And she fell asleep.

So. Yeah. Fun fact about me, I have emetophobia. I hate it. Idk what to put here. Oh!  Next chapter is when she is all better and is on the livestream. Spoiler Alert: Something bad is gonna happen. Okay. Now I gotta sleep.

~Bye My Little Loves~