Crumbling Paradise

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Jahseh

I woke up, immediately being met with a sleeping Kentrell. I smiled seeing he  was still here. He made me feel safe last night after the whole guy in the body bag scenario. My mind fled back to the flirting thing randomly. I was cut out of my thoughts by him saying " Here you go wit the starin' thang". I began to blush as he chuckled, deeply.

"You hungry?" He asked after he finally stopped laughing. He sat up removing his jacket from his body then did a stretch.

 I opened my mouth to speak but the stench of the body from last night suddenly came back to me. I swallowed harshly before shaking my head.

It made me feel sick. Sicker than I already was. Who would do that? I still couldn't wrap my head around it. I'm so tired of all this shit.

"You sure you ain't hungry?" He asked. 

I shook my head, again but my stomach betrayed me and started to make noise.

I looked up at Kentrell who was trying to contain his laughter.

Rolling my eyes, I got up and motioned for him to follow. 

Surprisingly, my morning sickness wasn't as bad and I wasn't nauseated by much. Come to think of it o haven't even been throwing up that much.

We were walking down the steps when his phone started to ring. 

"Gimme a sec." He told me, I nodded. I walked the rest of the steps then to the downstairs bathroom to do my hygiene routine.

I hadn't realized how traumatized of being alone I was until I realized my hands were shaking.

"Shit." I cussed, under my breath holding onto the sink my toothbrush dropping to the floor. I began taking deep breaths but it wasn't working. I guess I was breathing too hard cause I was starting to feel nauseous.

Quickly, I darted towards the toilet bowl, barely making it and opening the lid.

As soon as I bent over the toilet, everything from last night came up.

Tears prickled in my eyes as I continued to gag, uncontrollably. I hated this shit, so much. 

I definitely feel for the women who've been through this. 

I threw up, one more time before I started heaving.

A soothing sensation ran through my body as a large hand, began to rub my back.

"You alright na'?" Kentrell asked as the heaving, came to a stop.

I nodded and got up, brushing my teeth.

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We were now downstairs, eating breakfast. It was quiet until Kentrell spoke up.

"You been so quiet. What's up with that?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Is that a problem?" 

 "Nah. It just don't seem like you. You usually thriving. You just seem so.......low." He said.