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~ 43 ~
I was woken up from a dreamless sleep by the sound of the front door slamming shut.
I opened my eyes, blinking several times against the sudden harsh light that illuminated the room.
"Ooops, sorry," said Lissa from across the room. "Rose, what's wrong? What are you doing here?"
Images of what happened at the hospital flooded my mind, making me feel queasy. Before I knew it, I was making a mad dash to the bathroom, where I proceeded to puke my guts out.
"I'll get her some water," said Christian.
Lissa kneeled next to me, holding my hair up. "Rose, are you okay? What wrong?"
I gagged, but nothing else came up, except for the tears, those stupid unending tears.
God, I wished I could just stop crying!
"There, there… calm down…" Lissa soothed me, while running a cold washcloth over my forehead and cheeks. "Don't make yourself sick again, Rose. Just breathe…"
I took a broken deep breath and then let it out slowly.
Lissa opened the cabinet under the sink and began to rummage around. "I think I have something for the nausea here. Christian was sick with the flu recently, so I know they're probably here. Don't worry Rose; everything will be fine, you'll see."
But I didn't hear anything she said, I was too busy eyeing a specific pink box.
Betaed by the lovely Nicia.