Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
He was about to come back at me with something else; I could see it in the way his eyes flared up in anger, but he kept his mouth shut when I leaned over the toilet again. Tears fell down my face. Dammit, I hated being so fucking emotional and not being able to stop it. I wanted this all to just be fucking over with. I hated feeling like this.
“Have you even tried taking your damn medication, Katie, or do you fucking need to be told to take it?” he snapped.
I shoved him away from me, hating that my throat was burning with tears. “Yes, I’ve tried fucking taking my medicine!” I yelled at him, my throat hurting like a mother fucker. Jesus, he was not helping the situation. “I fucking threw it up the second I swallowed it!” I heaved in an angry breath, trying not to vomit everywhere. “If you’re just going to sit in here and bitch at me instead of trying to fucking help me, then get the fuck out. I was doing just goddamn fine without you.”
He stormed out of the room, and I got sick again. I didn’t have the patience nor the energy to deal with him. Yet I couldn’t help the fact that I felt my heart break a little when he walked out of the bathroom so easily, away from me when I needed him. I knew that I could have handled the situation a bit better by not snapping back at him, but dammit, I wasn’t feeling good, and it seemed as if he didn’t give a shit.
He came back into the bathroom with a glass of water and my medicine. He knelt in front of me, and I sighed, opening my mouth. He put the pill on my tongue, and I took the water from him, slowly drinking it. Luke came into the bathroom and handed Travis a pack of saltine crackers. I leaned my head back against the wall, feeling extremely tired.
“Is she okay?” Luke asked Travis, considering I wouldn’t have been able to answer him since I was trying to get hydrated again. Maybe also because he was still pissed at me.
“She’ll be just fine as soon as I can get her to keep her medicine down,” Travis told him, pulling me into his arms.
Travis’s phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket, cursing as he read the screen. “Stay with her. I’ll be back once I figure out what the fuck just happened.”
He let me go and kissed my forehead, walking out of the bathroom afterward. Luke sat down on the floor with me but left a bit of space between us. “It will eventually pass,” Luke said after a minute of very awkward silence. “One of the girls who used to live here had this exact problem when she ended up knocked up.”
I shrugged, eating another saltine cracker. They were really helping with my churning stomach. I hoped Travis had a lot more of these stashed somewhere because I was going to need them.
“All I know is that I’m not finding this pregnancy fun so far,” I muttered. And I was only a few days in. I was dreading to see how it progressed.
Luke chuckled. “It only gets worse, trust me. You start getting really big, everything swells, you get stretch marks, and then, you can’t see your feet.”
I didn’t answer him for a moment. Silence lapsed. I wanted to know if he was still mad, but I was a bit nervous to ask. I mean, he was talking to me, so that had to be a plus, right?
“Did you really mean what you said back at the hotel?” I asked him quietly, keeping my eyes trained on the tiled floor in front of me.
I noticed Luke look over at me out of the corner of my eye. “I never say anything that I don’t mean, Katie. It will do you good to remember that.” I almost flinched. “Travis was the happiest Ryan and I had ever seen him, and then, all of a sudden, after staying one night in the same room as you, he’s pissed off and treating everyone around him like shit, including me and Ryan. When Ryan mentioned your name to Travis that morning, I thought Travis was going smash something because he was so pissed.” He shook his head. “I knew you had to have done something to him.” He paused for a moment, but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. “Travis really cares about you, Katie – probably a lot damn more than he should. I’m glad to see that you two have worked things out, but until you can prove to me that you’re not just some self-centered bitch, I will always think the same of you.”