Forty Three

“Ay wow, no wonder she’s not answering calls, because the theme of the night is Sleeping Beauty,” I woke up to the irritating voice of my gay friend.

“Hey, don’t be loud, she’s an angel when she’s asleep,” I heard Jaxon’s voice, “But a dragon when she wakes up, she’ll breathe fire on you.” And he laughed, he’s really crazy.

“Ugh, really? Okay, I’ll stay in the kitchen, I might get scolded, I just had a facial, it cost five thousand,” my gay friend replied, then I heard some faint steps moving away from my spot.

I slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the sunlight. What time is it? I looked at the alarm clock on the side table, 10:30.

I haven’t slept much yet, I haven’t even brushed my teeth. I immediately felt like my stomach was churning, I quickly got up and went to the bathroom. I felt like nothing else would come out, but I was still vomiting. In just a second, there was a warm hand on my back.

“I’m sorry, love. You have to get through this,” Jaxon kept saying that while I was