They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Forty Five

I gripped on the marble seat as I pour out the contents of my stomach, my throat aching along with the cold that stung against my whole body.

I could hear the door being knocked lightly over myself retching, my eyes are screwed shut as it began to leak tears as I hurled what's left of my stomach.

I whimpered slightly as I backed away from the toilet seat, tears soaking my cheeks as I extended my hand to grab one of the towels. I hear the toilet flush automatically as I dabbed my mouth before I let myself collide with the bathroom wall, sitting weakly on the floor with my tongue tasting like alcohol and the back of my throat ache.

So, the cycle has repeated itself.

I found myself waking up with Nick one morning and the next thing happened I had to lock myself in a bathroom and vomit. The last time my I did I thought I could be pregnant but it was proved wrong.

This time somehow scared me more, like maybe it actually has a slight chance of it being positive. I squeeze my eyes close as tears began pouring out again, I sniffed and curled up to myself.

My heart was beating so hard, and so quickly. My body shook when I tried to make a move. I blinked a few times taking in the situation as I suddenly realized what this could be. I broke into tears and rested my forehead on my knees, sobbing quietly.

I squeeze both sides of my arms roughly, letting soft sobs escape my alcohol tasted mouth. My ears somehow blocked out the noise while my stomach began to churn again. I could hear the door clicking open, before I knew it I could feel a pair of strong arms around me, pulling me upwards.

My body feels as if I was lifted, I feel my feet dangling weekly below me, I slowly open my eyes to see Nick, my arm was thrown around his neck and the rest of my body in his arms as he carried me out of the bathroom.

I carelessly let my head collide with his chest, with no energy left and I decided to just leave it there. I could hear his heart beating loudly against his skin, but it somehow soothes me knowing I'm not the only one in panic. "Shh," He whispered softly in attempt to calm me down.

His warm body finally tear away from me as he placed me carefully on the armchair. Once I'm settled he kneeled in front of me, brushing my hair away and tucking them behind my ear. I could see the emotions in his eyes, unmistakably it was a great mixture of shock and care.

"Are you okay?" He finally asked, but he crinkled his forehead and I could tell he regretted asking and was trying to find a better question. "I mean," He mumbled under his breath "Do you think you're um..." He trailed off and looked away.

He finally fell silent and closed his eyes. I could hear him cussing under his breath and I could see the trembles in his lips. I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand as I sniffed again. "Nick, calm down." I said carefully, but it somehow came out more like a whisper.

Nick's eyes snapped to me. I could tell he was trying to say 'Calm down?! How can I fucking calm down?! You might be pregnant and I might be the father!', but instead he fought the urge and let his gaze tear away from my face and scanned my weak frame. "Are you-"

"It's not what you think," I said.

Nick looked at me again, this time in confusion. I let out a relieved smile to comfort him even though I wasn't relieved at all. "What is it then?" He asked softly, placing my hand in his and squeezing it lightly.

"It's my tachycardia." I respond as Nick's face began to soften in relief.

Relief for him, not for me. My heart began racing again as I sucked in a sharp breath, my head spinning and my breath shortened. Oh, shit.