Regretting You||E.D. fanfic

XXVIII

song: if we have each other by alec benjamin

|january 15th|

Alyssa's POV:

I wake up in the cabin, sweating and with the urge to throw up. I get out of Ethan's embrace and head to the toilet. I gag and I feel a tear fall, hoping Ethan won't wake up.

I hear his footsteps and shake my head, knowing I woke him up.

"Hey, are you ok-" I throw up and he holds my hair away from my face.

I wipe my mouth with a piece of toilet paper and look at him. I slightly smile and nod my head.

"Yeah, I'm alright. I don't think I've ate anything that would make me sick."

"Well, I'll think of anything that could've made you sick. Let's get you back into bed, okay?"

I nod and he picks me up, walking me to the bed.

Ever since the incident with Grayson at the apartment, Ethan has been even more kind than normal. I know he's just trying to comfort me, but he cares and that's what matters. Ethan and I have been pretty much hanging out and watching movies. It's been really nice.

He puts me in the bed and covers me with the sheets. He gives me a slight kiss on the forehead and heads downstairs to get water.

I lay in bed and just think about anything that would make me sick.

Could it be the seafood restaurant from yesterday?

Maybe they had bad seafood?

I shake it off and Ethan comes back, smiling with my cup of water. He hands it to me and I take a sip. I put it down and he lies down next to me.

I scoot closer to him and I know he's thinking.

"What are you thinking about?" We both ask each other and laugh.

"Reasons why you'd throw up." He says.

"Me too. All I can think about is food and..." We look at each other and our eyes widen.

He sits up straight and he gulps.

"It's not possible. It hasn't even been the correct amount of weeks." I say and start breathing quick and heavy.

"Hey, calm down. It's going to be fine. I'll go down to the Target nearby and buy a couple of tests. I'm sure it's not going to be positive. Not saying I wouldn't want it to be positive but-"

I put my hands on his cheeks and he stops talking.

"I know. I feel the same way. Now, GO GET THE DAMN TESTS." I say loudly and he laughs, gives me a kiss, and leaves to Target.

I grab my phone and swipe through my contacts. My mom and dad's contacts have come up and I've skipped them both.

Yet, one intrigued me.

My brother, Jake. Him and I have always been open with each other and I'm thankful for that because we know everything about each other. And when I mean everything, I mean it.

I close my eyes and call him. I tap my foot, waiting for him to pick up.

"Hello? What's up sis?" He asks me.