COMFORT (Chapter 2)
I spent my morning with my head in the toilet. Right after I puked the first time I lay on the floor in the bathroom clutching my stomach. This was pretty much how it went for an hour, before he came. Of course he had come the second Alice saw me spilling my guts out. After I almost pleaded with him not to call Carlisle, he helped tie my hair back in a loose ponytail. Then he kissed my forehead and rubbed my back.
"Bella," his voice was gentle and cautious. "Do you want to eat something?"
"No." I moaned. We were still on the floor of the bathroom I was sitting in his lap. Completely supported by his stone hard arms.
"Bella I think you should try to eat something." His voice was still gentle but not as cautious anymore.
"No."
"But you haven't eaten all day."
"What time is it?" I breathed into his chest.
"It's 11." He answered as his fingers played with my hair.
I was starting to feel drowsy again, and I was exhausted from the day and it wasn't even noon yet.
"Bella?" he said when I didn't answer. "Do you want me to get you some crackers or something?" he asked me while he started to gentley push me onto the floor.
"No!" I yelled. Or at least that's what it was supposed to be. My throat was so sore and scratchy that I sounded like an old man.
"Ok." He sighed and sat back down and lifted me back into his lap.
We sat in silence for a while. I sat in his lap with my head resting on his shoulder. I tried to not doze off while he rubbed the side of my leg.
Ok I know it's short but Chapter 3 will be up right away!!! Any guesses as to what's wrong with Bella?
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