Decisions
I woke up alone.
"Edward?" I called hoping for an answer. I got up and stumbled around.
"Edward?" I said again. I felt a little bit hungry. I opened the fridge door and poked around the food. Finally, I found the ingredients for fried chicken. The sizzling in the pan smelt so good.
After I'd eaten the chicken I felt a strange cramp in my stomach. I then rushed to the bathroom and was violently sick. I then washed my mouth out and stumbled back to the living room. I opened some more windows.
Then Curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I felt cold arms around me.
"Hi there, I'm so sorry, talk about thoughtless" Edward whispered.
"Excuse me" I pushed him out the way and ran to the sink. Once again I was sick.
"Are you okay?" he asked putting his arms around my waist.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just when you were gone I made myself some fried chicken but, it tasted out of date!"
"Chicken. . . Hmm, maybe we should go back so, you could see a doctor" he said his eyes wide.
"That's probably a good idea" I said clutching my arms around my stomach.