Charlotte's POV
I woke up and I already felt sick. I was trapped since Becky's arms were around me. I carefully removed Becky's arm from my waist and got out of bed. I felt the urge to throw up and I made it to the bathroom just in time. I don't know why but I've been throwing up a lot lately. I've never been sick in years so when I'm usually sick it's really weird for me. "Are you ok," I heard from behind me. I turn around to see Becky leaning against the doorway with her eyes barely open. "I don't even know," I reply back.
"Do you wanna go to the doctor?," she asks and I shake my head no. "No, they won't really do anything," I say as I turn on the sink of the bathroom. "But you at least have to get checked up. You barely get sick and if you do get sick, it's weird for everyone," she says and I start to brush my teeth. "At least go," she says and I shake my head no. "Please for me," she says and I spit out the toothpaste and rinse my mouth. "Becky I love you but no," I say and I see her blush from the corner of my eye.
Even when I say simple words, she still blushes. "Ok fine. Do you want me to cook you breakfast at least," she asks and I shrug my shoulders. "I can cook instead. You need to rest your knee," I say. "I'll rest my knee if you go to the doctor," she tells me and I shake my head. "No can do but I don't want anything for breakfast. I just wanna sleep since I feel like shit," I say as I lay down.
"You could rest today since it's SmackDown and neither one of us can compete," she said and I think about it. "I'm probably gonna go to sleep again" I say and I hear Becky laugh at me. "So you just woke up, threw up, brushed your teeth and now you're going back to bed," Becky says and I laugh as I nod. "Yup" I say. "Do you wanna do something at least," Becky asked me. "I don't know. What do you wanna do," I say as I sit up from the bed.
"Maybe watch a movie or maybe go out for some breakfast," Becky says and I smile at the thought of food. "Breakfast. I'll get dressed right now," I say causing Becky to laugh. "Breakfast it is," I hear her say.
Becky's POV
I start to change my clothes for breakfast and I heard a ding coming from my phone. I pick up my phone and I see I got a text from Sonya.
Sonya: Where are you at
Becky: Why does it matter
Sonya: Because you're my girlfriend and I care about where you're at
Becky: I'm about to go out with Charlotte for breakfast
Sonya: I don't like you being around her
Becky: I don't like how you attacked her for no reason
Sonya: She accused me of recording us so she deserved everything that she got
Becky: You know what, I have better things to do then talk to someone like you. I gotta go
I turned my phone off and finished getting changed. I grabbed one of Charlotte's hoodies and sat down on the couch. I heard a few dings coming from my phone causing Charlotte to come out fully dressed. "Are you gonna check your phone?," Charlotte asked me. "No. It's Sonya blowing up my phone," I say and I see her frown at the mention of Sonya. "Maybe you should check it," she said and I shake my head and get up off the couch.
"No way and why would I text her if I'm already going out for breakfast with you," I say and I see her blush but she tries to hide it. "Aw, Charlotte c'mon let me see that beautiful face of yours," I say and she still tries to hide her face. "You always looked so cute when you blush," I say. "Becky stop that," Charlotte said while turning around. "What wrong with a little bit of flirting," I say.
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It's not my fault - A Charlynch book
FanfictionThis is my first book and it isn't finished yet but it's going under some editing and will be completed soon to the people that have been waiting.