Hands off

Wait. What?

Lauren's POV

I wake up feeling sick. I sit up and feel that I'm about to throw up. I run into the bathroom that's attached to the bedroom and I throw up in the toilet. I feel someone holding my hair up.

"It's going to be okay" I hear Heather say. When I'm done I slowly stand up and thank her. I wash my face and she just stands there watching me.

" sorry for waking you up, again." I say to her to break the awkward silence between us.

" Don't worry about it." She says with a smile.

"You want to go downstairs or back in bed?"

"I'll go back to bed, thank you."

She feels my head and tells me I'm not warm. I can see she looks concerned but she walks away.

Heather's POV

"Everything okay?" Ethan asks me.

" yea she had to throw up but she isn't burning up. Hon I have a baf feeling. Maybe she is pregnant?" I hear Ethan laugh.

"Hon she is not pregnant. She probably just wasn't feeling well. You worry to much."

"But what if she is and that's the reason she was outside so latr because her parents kicked her out of the house."

"Then you go ask her in the morning. For now just go back to sleep." He kisses my on my forehead and he goes back to sleep.

I couldn't really sleep anymore so at six am I got out of bed and went downstairs. I made some coffee and just sat in the kitchen until I heard someone comming down the stairs very softly. I know it wasn't Caleb or Ethan because the are elefant coming down te stairs. I see Lauren with her own clothes on and she is heading to the frontdoor.

" You want some coffee?" She looked in my direction surprised.

"Now thank you I don't drink coffee." She almost whispers.

"Why not?" I'm just really starting to think she is pregnant. Also she doesn't seem to be a girl who would get pregnant at such a young age.

"I'm not allowed to." She says with her head down.

"Honey can you come here and sit down please?" She walks toward me and sits down on a stool.

"Hon are you pregnant?" She immidatly looks up at me with a surprised face. "Is that why you were out last night. Did your parents kick you out?"

"Wait. What?" She looks confused.

"If you're it's okay you will get through."

"Sorry but I haven't even... So I am not pregnant. I don't know why you would think..."

I stop her "Oh honey I am so sorry I didn't mean it in that why I don't know I just thought when you were throwing up." She begins to laugh.

"No I have a concussion so sometimes I don't feel good and I throw up." She laughs. "Sorry it isn't funny." She hides her smile and looks at her hands.

"How did you get a concussion?" I ask her.

" I fell down the stairs and hit my head or something."

"You're lucky you only have a concussion. You could have broken your neck." She just nods.
"Or are you injured more?"

"Broken and bruised ribs" she answers.

"Honey I am going to get you looked at. I don't think it's okay to just throw up if you didn't do anything." She shakes her head.