The Cry Of Silence

Chapter 6

     The next morning Carmilla woke up by herself. "Fuck," she said out loud. She really hoped she hadn't went back to her apartment when she got up this morning.
      "Laura?" she called as she peeked into the girls room. She wasn't in there. "So help me," she started to say when she noticed the bathroom light was on. She walked over and placed her ear to the door. She could hear what sounded like a very sick Laura crying and puking in the bathroom. She opened the door.
      "Oh, cupcake.'' she said as she walked over and held her hair for the tiny girl. She looked like death. She mostly just made soothing noises and rubbed her back until she was done.
      "Are you okay?" she asked her when Laura just leaned back into her. She was exhausted and it was quite noticable so Carmilla just held her there for a while. She played with her hair while she noticed Laura had fallen asleep in her lap. It looked like neither one of them would be going into work today. She really hoped she wasn't going to get fired, but she wasn't about to leave Laura there by herself when she's so sick and after what happened last night, she'd rather stick around for a bit anyways. She pulled out her phone and called Laf.
      "Hey Laf, It's Carmilla. Look, I need to talk to you...." and she told her everything. From how she walked in on Danny hitting Laura all the way to her being as sick as she was now. She put the phone on speaker and put it to the sleeping girls nose. "Hear that little squeaky snort sound? Yeah that would be Laura passed out in my lap. We're still in the bathroom floor. I'm gonna let her sleep for a while. When she wakes up I'm going to try and get her to go see a doctor. The timing is horrible I know, but I can't leave her here like this. She looks really sick man."
       Laf had told her it was fine, that she had enough people that day so that she would actually appreciate it if Carmilla had kept and eye on her friend. So thats' what she did.

     Laura woke up looking at the bathroom ceiling. "What the what?" she said. "Have a good nap, cupcake?" Laura realized she was also laying in Carmilla's lap and sat up rather quickly, which earned her a dizzy spell. She almost hit her head on the sink but Carmilla's always saving her ass. "Thanks." she said as she grabbed the bathroom counter to stand up.
    "What's wrong with you Laura? Why are you so sick?" Carmilla asked her with genuine concern.
     "It's nothing, I just didn't bring my medicine is all. If I don't take it, I get sick. It's my nerve pill."
      "Laura if something is making you sick when you don't have it, you probably shouldn't be taking it." Carmilla told her as she noticed the girl start staring at the ground. "Cupcake, I told you last night, you never have to look at the ground. I am not mad at you. Do you understand me? I am NOT mad at you. I am telling you this cause I care. Not because I want to sound like a dick, or am trying to control you. I'm not Danny and I will never be like her. I've been down that road, and it's not one that I care to see you take okay?"
    Laura was starting to cry again. ''But I need it so I can stop getting sick. And everything hurts. Can I just go get it? I'd be back before-" she was interrupted. "Laura no, I know what you're thinking and I know what you are doing. You don't need it, you just think you do. The next 3 days are gonna probably be some of the hardest you've ever had. You are gonna be okay though because I'm gonna help you," she said as she held a sobbing Laura.
     Laura knew what she said was right. She didn't mean to get hooked on anything, and now it just kept popping in her head like an annoying song. She couldn't think of anything else.
She felt her stomach churn and threw herself towards the toilet. Carmilla had grabbed her hair again and was saying soothing things while she rubbed her back again. She hated that Carmilla wouldn't let her have her meds, but she was glad she was going to be the one to help her get better. She seemed so calm and patient throughout all of this mess this morning. Poor Carm, she thought. This was going to be a long 3 days.