Alcide wasn't very hungry but cleared his dinner in no time. He cast Pandora a glanced (which he'd been doing for the last 20 minutes) before placing his last bite in his mouth. "Everything okay?" He asked her; if he didn't know any better he'd say she was sick. Not that she looked it. She always looked beautiful. Tonight she was just different. It had been more than two months since they've decided they were together. For the most part they were perfect (especially in bed) but they still have their arguments. Which he thought was perfectly normal. But tonight he's sensing something different.
"Fine... why wouldn't I be okay?" she asked, answering his question with one of her own that was filled with snippiness. She was sipping a glass of blood. She hadn't been drinking a lot of anything lately. Sure, she drank enough blood to sustain her but that was mostly it. Not enough to actually feel overly alive or anything. The smell kept making her nauseous. She'd even went so far as to try some TruBlood but that only made her instantly sick as soon as it hit her stomach.
"Dang," he frowned, "No need to be touchy about it. You've been quiet," he sipped his beer and watched her drink her blood. She hadn't had much of it. "When was the last time you feed?" He had to ask. He picked her up from her hotel and hadn't really had a chance to talk coz they went straight to dinner.
She shrugged, "When I woke up... but I'm not hungry. I'm not touchy either. I just don't feel like tiptoeing around your feelings all night like I normally do. I mean, you're the touchy one, not me."
"Okay," his eyebrow cocked. Usually he would be snippy back at her but the way she was arguing with him made him think there was something wrong. "Are you... Sick?" He knew it was ridiculous to ask her but he didn't really know if vampires could get sick. He pushed his plate away and sat back watching her closely. "Should I take you back? What do you wanna do?"
She just rolled her eyes, "Of course you'd think I'm sick. Cause you expect women to just agree with everything you say and if not, then there must be something wrong; PMS, have their period, sick, whatever. Maybe I just don't like you? Ever thought of that?" she snapped. Sure, in the back of her mind, she realized she was being unreasonable but honest to god, the words just flew out of her mouth and she couldn't stop them. It was like she possessed or something.
"I'm not trying to argue with you," he spoke calmly. He tried not to comment on her I-just-don't-like-you comment either. He reached over and touched her cheek, "What's wrong?" She felt cold to his touch which didn't surprise nor bother him. He wished she'd smile. He actually hadn't seen her in a 4 days and here she was acting weird.
She shrugged, "I don't know... Just haven't been feeling myself lately. Can't seem to get a lot of blood in me. TruBlood makes me sick, literally," she said, sighing. "It's becoming annoying. Very annoying actually. Plus, I almost snapped the bellboy's neck earlier this week. I mean, I didn't but he pissed me off so bad I thought about it." She sighed again and threw up her hands. "Whatever, I don't know..."
"Maybe you should feed more," he held her neck. He wanted to add that she was usually snappy to begin with but kept the thought to himself as he thinks this might not be the right time to really piss her off. "You don't have to drink Tru Blood... You can always drink from me," his thumb ran up and down her delicate neck.
"That's the point... I haven't felt hungry at all for the last few weeks. The only blood I've drank is only because I figured I needed to or end up draining someone because I ended up starving but I'm not starving. I don't even ever feel hungry - at all..."
"Have you ever experienced this before?" He frowned. Shit, he doesn't really know anything about vampires... Well, that's not entirely true but still... "Maybe you need more sleep..." That he knew about vampires. They need their rest and couldn't really stay up all day, but he made sure that she did rest when she was with him.
"I have been sleeping. All day, like normal. No changes. I don't know. Probably just cranky. Haven't gotten my period yet. I wish I'd just get it already and be done so I could feel better. I feel so on edge."
Period? Wha-? His frown deepened. "Period as in-" He waited for her reply.
She frowned at him like he was the crazy one. "Period as in the thing women get once a month?"
Well, THAT'S news! "I... I didn't think vampires get that," he thought it was interesting but didn't think much of it. "Has it happened before? I mean, you missing it?"
"We're vampires, not aliens... I mean, don't female were's get a period or are they lucky enough to be the exception? As for me, no, I'm like clockwork. I never miss it. Till last month."
"Okay, okay, I'm just saying I didn't know..." He was about to suggest to her to drink water then realized it wouldn't work. His grandma's answer to everything was water- "Drink lots of water and you'll feel better." - she'd say to them. But Pandora wasn't an ordinary woman. He honestly didn't know what to tell her. Realizing he had finished his drink, he stopped the waitress that walked by, "Can I have another beer," he said then looked to Pandora, "Want fresh blood?" He looked at her glass which was still almost full.
She shook her head, "No... I feel nauseous as it is... I really don't want to get sick again tonight. Guess I'm not the only one uptight tonight, huh? That's what, your third or fourth beer in the last hour?"
"My second," he eyed her then looked at the waitress, "That'd be all thanks." Then turned to her, "You know I don't drink more than two when I have to drive."
She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, whatever... I know, you're the good little boy, never does anything wrong."
He crossed his arms on his chest, "Is it 'target Alcide night' tonight? Coz I didn't get the memo." He thought to say something coz she was getting carried away tonight.
She sighed. She felt miserable. Pissy and was actually enjoying being mean to him which was very unfair to him, she did know that. She sighed. "Maybe I'll just go home and let you finish here. I can't seem to keep my mouth shut tonight."
"No," he sighed, he wasn't pissed or anything he was more concerned. There was obviously something going on with her, "I don't want you to go... But if you want me to- I guess I can take you home." He was disappointed as he had been looking forward to seeing her.
"I just wish I knew what the hell was wrong so I could just fix it already. I'm tempted to go to a doctor," she said like it was a bad word which it probably was for a vampire since they basically never went to one.
Okay, he thought, for her to say something like that, whatever was going on with her was serious. "Do you think they'd be able to help you? I mean, I'd take you if you really want to go."
She laughed kinda of nervously. "I don't think you want to go, I was going to go to a gyno doctor..."
"A what?" He frowned, "Whatever. But just so you know, I'd take you if you want me to..." His drink came, he then motioned to her drink, "Try sipping more of those. I'd offer you my beer but I don't think you'd like it," he smiled at her hoping it changed her mood.
She sighed, "I really don't want to, but what the hell..." and she picked the glass up and took a sip. After a minute or two, it had hit her stomach and her eyes widened. Her hand went to her mouth and before she could stop it, she moved her head to the side, over the side of the table and threw up nothing but blood onto the carpet. "I told you that was a bad idea," she said in a whisper.
"Shit," he quickly got up and went to her, "We gotta get you outta here," he said and motioned for someone to come and help. After paying for their bill, he guided her outside to the van. "I'm taking you back to the hotel."
She nodded and got up, tipping the chair over in her haste. "First let's stop at a drug store," she said, hoping they might be able to find something to settle her stomach. She didn't want to puke up anymore blood anytime soon. It did not taste as good coming back up. Though to be truthful, lately it hadn't been that great going down either.
"Drug store?" He cast her a quick look as they climb his van. "What d'you think you'd find there?" He wasn't being sarcastic, just curious what she really thought she'd find at the drug store that'd help her out. "But fine, no problem. We'll stop at the drug store," and started the van.
She shifted in the seat trying to get comfortable, her head laying against the window. "Maybe something for my stomach, I don't know... will look and see what jumps out at me when we get there. Look, I'm sorry for ruining the evening."
He noticed how uncomfortable she was. It was a bit unsettling, seeing her like this as she was always strong and healthy. What if she' got something from the blood she'd drank? It was just a theory as he didn't really know anything about vampire getting sick. Humans have diseases- incurable diseases that run in their blood... It was possible that some of these diseases could be harmful to vampires. What if he had a disease and she got it from him. This worried him tremendously but he's healthy and hasn't gotten sick in a very long time. He gave her a quick look, touching her cheek with the back of his hand, "Don't worry about it. I just want you to feel better. And soon."
She nodded and closed her eyes, "Just let me know when we're at the drug store," she said before going quiet, trying not to get sick again and this time all over his van.
Alcide didn't take long to find the nearest drug store to the hotel. He parked the van and turned to her, "Hey," he gave her shoulder a little shake, "We're here. D'you want me to go in for ya?"
She shook her head, "No, I can get it. I'll just go in and get some stuff and I'll see you tomorrow night? I'll just go up and try to sleep whatever this is off... I'd kiss you but... I threw up," she said with a half chuckle and started to get out of the van.
"Wait," he pulled her before she got off the van and kissed the side of her mouth, "Feel better... Call me if anything? I'll be by tomorrow night..."
She nodded and walked into the hotel, the door shutting behind her.
She nodded and walked into the store, the door shutting behind her. She wandered down the aisles, flicking over each package. She picked up a box of Rolaids before moving onto the next aisle. She was about to speed down it until she stopped abruptly. Her eyes bored into the boxes of pregnancy tests. She stared at them for what felt like forever. Her brain felt like it was going to explode at all the thoughts finally screaming through it. She picked up two boxes and went to the counter to pay. She made the clerk bag them in three bags so they couldn't been seen through and left the store in a hurry. She climbed back into the van. "Ready," she said.
"So what you got?" He eyed her bag. He didn't really think she'd find something in the drug store but he guessed he was wrong... What medication could possibly help her? He put the van in drive and headed to the hotel.
"Just some Rolaids for my stomach. I thought if I maybe could get them down even though they aren't blood they might settle my stomach down so I could sleep. I appreciate you stopping, I know this can't be fun for you," she said, gone was her bitchy attitude and here was a vulnerable, on-the-verge-of-tears mood.
Rolaids? He hoped it'll work. "No problem..." he said to her as he parked the van in front of the hotel. "D'you want me to go in with you?" He was facing her this time.
She shook her head, "No, it's okay... You should go and have some fun so your evening isn't a complete waste," she said, kissing his cheeks and getting out of the van. "Night."
"Wait-" he wanted to tell her he was just gonna go home but she was already walking inside the hotel. "I'll see ya tomorrow," he called out hoping she'd hear him. He sighed and put the van on drive. He headed home.