Hysteria: A Twilight Fanfic

Chapter seven

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I woke up with a pounding headache. I instantly felt nauseous. Why did I drink so much? I really shouldn't even be drinking yet.

Better yet, how was I even allowed to? I wasn't at the legal age yet. Hmm...

I suddenly realized I was going to puke. There was no way this feeling would pass, not yet.

I ran to the bathroom as quickly as I could. I tried to hold my hair back with my left hand, but it wasn't working. I felt too weak.

Suddenly, cold hands grabbed my hair from behind. Emmett made sure to hold all of my hair so that I wouldn't get any puke on it. As nice as that was, I was a little creeped out by it.

"Go away!" I moaned before puking again.

"No."

"What?" He can't be serious! This is gross and nasty. Why would he want to be here?

He ignored me and instead apologized. "I'm so sorry, Clara.." he trailed off.

"For what?"

"For having you drink last night. It was stupid, I know."

"Yeah, it was." He never answered to that. After a while, my puking finally calmed down, and I rested my head against the wall. That's when Emmett decided to pick me up and carry me over to the bed.

"Stay here, I'll be back in a little while, ok?"

"Yeah, yeah," I said, waving him off. I decided to get comfortable. When the door shut behind him, I slowly dozed off.

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"Clara?! Clara!"

"Huh?" I asked, still dazed. I buried my head deeper into the pillows, not liking being woken up. I liked my sleep. He disturbed my sleep.

"Come on Clara. Get up! You need to eat."

"I'll be fine," I complained.

"No. You will eat, so you can feel better. Come on, get up."

"Fine!" I slowly crawled out of bed. I still felt sick, but it wasn't enough that I would actually puke again. I slowly made my way over to the table where my food was and sat down. "Where's your food?" I went ahead and asked.

"I ate already." He said this without looking at me. Then he set a burger down in front of me. Next, he poured a big container of fries out onto a paper towel, the grease already staining it a bit.

"That looks good," I commented.

"Yes, it is." Then he took out a styrofoam cup with a lid and poured my drink into a glass. "Now eat up!"

I went ahead and grabbed a fry first. It was so good! I could literally live off of fries and it wouldn't bother me. I unwrapped my sandwich next. He got me a nice, greasy cheeseburger. My first bite was like a party in my mouth!

"Foodgasm!" I yelled.

"Clara, you are so childish!" Emmett said, laughing.

"I know you are, but what am I" I retorted.

"Beautiful," he spoke. I blushed at his words and looked away.

I focused on my food when something shiny caught my eye. I looked at my left hand and noticed a beautiful ring on it.

"Emmett?"

"Yeah?"

"Where did this ring come from? It's beautiful," I murmured.

He looked a little uncomfortable. "Do you remember anything from last night, Clara?"

"No, I remember drinking. I don't really remember much after that," I admitted.

Emmett held up his left hand, showing me the ring that was on his finger. "We got married!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"We did what?" I screamed. "But we barely know each other!"

"We can make this work," he said. Now he seemed a little sad.

"Oh my God."

"What?"

"Did- did we do it?" I asked, horrified.

"No! Oh my God, no! I would never take advantage of you like that. I mean we barely know each other!"

"But you married me..." I said slowly.

"Yes, but you insisted. I guess I just got lost in the moment. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. But you do know what we have to do, right?"

"What?"

"Divorce," I said this simply. It was the only option we had. This relationship was pretty much set up to fail.

"No! We are not divorcing. I'm sorry, but this was the way I was raised. I'm not ending something that hasn't had the chance to start. We are going to work this out."

"What?" I gasped. "But..." He cut me off.

"No buts. Gather your things, we're leaving."

"Why so soon?"

"I need to get back to my family, now come on."

In less than twenty minutes, I had showered and gotten my things into his jeep.

The trip seemed longer this time, probably because I cried a lot along the way. They were silent tears though, so thankfully he couldn't hear them. I didn't know what to do with this mess.

Then a thought came to my mind, maybe his family would talk some sense into him! Yeah, they had to! Of course, they wouldn't approve of this marriage/relationship. Why would they? They never even got to be at the wedding.

This thought was able to calm me down enough to sleep.

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