Divergent High

Chapter 23

I wake up, feeling hot and cold. As if I could fall apart any second. My headaches are gone, but the pain moved down my body and into my stomach. I clutch it, trying not the make any sounds. It's probably some time in the morning, and I don't want to wake Tobias up unless it's too important.

I sit up slowly, then walk to the bathroom clutching my stomach the whole way there. I sit down next to the toilet and wait for the vomit come.

Not a minute sooner, it did.

I felt like I was vomiting up my organs. Constant after constant more came out. I start feel my hair being pulled back out of my face and a Patting in my back- Tobias. Great. I didn't ever want him to see me like this.

"Are you done, baby?" He says, rubbing my back.
"Yeah I think I'm done now. I feel a lot better."
He smiles, then rubs a warm warshcloth on my face. He cleans up all the vomit then gets me a heated Ice Pack to put on my stomach.

"It's supposed to help with pains." Tobias says, helping me get situation in bed. I smile and kiss his cheek. "Thank you... I'm sorry you had to see that. I probably looked gross."

He laughs, placing his lips to mine. He pulls away smiling. "Even when your sick you're so god damn beautiful."

I smile then close my eyes to sleep. I fall asleep, feeling his warm arm around my waist, snuggling me.
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The alarm goes off, causing us both to jolt awake. I lay my head hoback down as Tobias starts to mstroke my hair. "If you still feel sick, I'll stay home with you."

I have him a "wtf" look. "I'm staying, you're going. You have a very important test to take today, and I can take it next week."

"Are you sure? You were really sick and I-"

"Shh," I cut him off, "Just go, I'll call you if something happens."

He stares at me, as if I just said I was jumping off the tallest building ever. He puts a thinking face on, then relaxes it and looks back at me. "All right, you can stay. But I swear if something happens to you, I'm never leaving your side again."

I kiss him on the cheek and pull him close. "That sounds more as a blessing."

He smiles and gets up to take his morning shower. I lay back down on the cushioned pillows, and I go back to bed.

Smiling