All Roads Lead Home (Book #1)

Chapter 11

I wake up the next morning with sore eyes from crying all night. I climb out of bed and stumble to the bathroom. Turning the bath on I add some bubbles, then turn around to look at myself in the mirror.

"I look like shit," I mumble to myself as I pull my hair into a bun high up on my head.

As I begin to get undressed a wave of nausea hits me. I drop to my knees in front of the toilet and lose the contents of my stomach.

I groan as I reach up and blindly flush the toilet. Leaning back, I wipe my hands across the few tears that down my cheeks. Standing up, I finish getting undressed and quickly rinse my mouth out.

I turn around and turn the tap off for the tub. Climbing in, I lower myself down into the hot water to soak. I easily lost track of the time until I hear my phone ding. There's also a quick knock on my bedroom door.

"What do you want?" I call out as I lift myself out of the tub.

"I just wanted to know if you wanted some breakfast before Mike and I left for the day," Madison asks through the door.

I gag at the mention of food. "No, I don't want anything," I say as I wrap a towel around me. I pull the plug from the tub and grab my phone off the counter.

'Shit Krys. How are you now?’

'Fine...'

"Oh, okay. Do you need anything while..." Madison starts.

"I don't need anything. Just go," I tell her.

"Okay," she says with a sigh. I hear her walk away from the door.

'What's wrong baby?'

'Just not feeling well.'

'Homesick already?'

'No actually sick. Like puking.'

'Flu?'

'Maybe. Not sure. Don't feel as nauseous anymore.'

'Hmm. Weird.'

'Yeah...'

I put my phone down on the bed so I can get dressed. I grab a pair of leggings, fuzzy socks and one of Jay's t-shirts that I snagged while he wasn't looking. I hold it up to smell it. I love the smell of his body spray.

My phone starts to ring as I'm slipping my socks on. I smile at Jay's name on the screen. I answer the call and put him on speaker phone.

"Hey babe," I say as I finish putting my socks on.

"Hey. How're you feeling?"

"Better now actually," I say as I pick the phone up. I plug my headphones in so I can hear him easily while I walk around.

"That's good. Maybe it was just nerves or something," he says as I hear a loud metallic clang.

"Maybe. You working on your truck?" I ask as I open my bedroom door.

"Yeah. Just changing the brakes," he says as he lets out a curse. He grumbles as he drops something.

I giggle a little. "So, no more suicide drives?" I ask as I wander through the house, looking at the photos on walls as I do.

"Suicide drives? That's what you called them?" he asks with a laugh.

"Maybe. You'll never get me to admit it though," I say as I walk into the kitchen. "Should I have pancakes or bacon and eggs for breakfast," I ask as I look in the fridge.

"Breakfast? It's almost noon Krys," Jay says with a grunt.

"You're right. So, both it is," I say as I dig around in the cupboards for pans and utensils.

"Well you're definitely feeling better."

"I am. I'm starving all of a sudden."

Jay laughs at me. "Damn truck. I'm ready to scrap it," he says with a frustrated sigh.

"Don't scrap it," I say as I start cracking eggs into the frying pan. "You love that truck too much. Plus, we've got some good memories in it," I say as I think back to Valentine's day.

"Yeah we do have some good memories in it don't we?"

"Yeah. So, don't scrap it. Why not ask Josh to help you out? He's the one taking all of the shop classes."

"That's actually a good idea. I'll send him - Never mind. He just pulled up," Jay says as I hear a horn blaring, signaling Josh's arrival.

"That's so weird," I say as I scoop my eggs and bacon onto a plate.

"Yeah it is. Well I'll let you get your brunch. I'll text you later. Love you baby," Jay says.

"Love you too. Say hi to Josh for me," I say as I add the pancakes to my plate.

"I will. Bye," Jay says as he ends the call.