Title: Welcome Home
Location: Islamic State in West Africa, Nigeria
Date: 12/23/2017
P O V: Jaz's
Throughout the whole day I was racing to the nearest trash can or bath house to vomit violently. I was shaking sweating, dizzy each time I threw up I felt even more drained, more dizzy & weaker. I hide it all from the team I didn't want them to worry. Or think I couldn't keep up we all have scars we all have weakness but as a women I have to hold it all inside so much closer. Logically I knew I should speak up being a part of this team is all about trust, I trust them yet something stopped me from saying anything. Even after I missed my shot I have never missed my shot ever!
We had to regroup think fast move faster I didn't feel like I could keep up yet I pushed myself harder I didn't let my ass tearing from Adam get me down, it burned but I deserved it. I took it like a soldier it made me push harder. I knew he was pissed off, he wouldn't show any special favors. I was glad for that because it seemed to throw Patricia off our tail. She chewed me out just as hard as him but never once did she seem to suspect that we were sleeping together.
By the time we were heading home I fell asleep in the helicopter I felt his eyes on me but I was too drained to care. God being a women sucked if only men could feel the pain of a menstrual cycle. I felt so gross and sticky so sick.
My first stop home was the shower my arms felt heavy so heavy I could barely lift them up to undress myself. Even when Adam came in to shower I could barely find the energy to tease him or knowledgeable him in anyway. "Did you get that thing yet?" I just glared at him as I sat down to pee he shock his head laughing undressing throwing his boxers at me "If your not bleeding to death Khan feel free to join me in the shower"
"Your a nasty SOB you know that?"
"Yes Mama's told me"
Throwing his boxers into the trash I closed my eyes trying to get my breath and regain some level of normalcy in my balance. No blood I'm not bleeding what the hell? Washing up I pulled my calendar out that I keep in the draw. My hands were shaking as I pulled it open fear seizing me when was the last time I got my period? Quickly scrolling through it I felt my breath catch when I saw the date marked in bright red.
10/22/17
Dear God! I was late I felt my stomach come up again as my legs gave out I grabbed the toilet seat as I retched calling out "Adam I need you come quick!"