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Yes, it’s good to be home

Soht

I’ve been back at Seth’s for an hour I took a shower, put on some comfy clothes, and threw a load of laundry into the machine, then my stomach started to cramp horribly

It feels like soet out

Like an alien

“Oh, shit” I cover my mouth with my hand and run for the bathroo left in e to wipe off my face with a nearby towel, I have to hurry and sit on the toilet

Jesus, what’s happening?

The next thirty s co out of my body

“I’ “This is how it ends”

And then I have to throw up again

I try to call Seth, but he’s probably already up in the park and has no cell service Sure enough, I go straight to voicemail

I don’t knohat to do So tells me I shouldn’t be alone

So, I call Jillian

“Hey, Re?”

“I’ht back a panic attack “So, and I don’t knohat to do”

“Seth said you’re back in town Are you at his house?”

“Yes Oh, God, I can’t stop throwing up”

“Hang tight, honey Cara and I will be right there”

I let the phone fall to the floor and hug the toilet If I ain and won’t make it back in time

More heaving

More cramps

Absolute agony

“Remi?”

“In the bathroom” I try to yell out, but it’s a whisper

“Oh, honey” There’s commotion around me The faucet runs, someone pulls my hair back into a ponytail and rubs my back

“Can’t stop throwing up And I had diarrhea And, oh my God, my stomach”

“Okay, it’s going to be okay” Jillian wipes my face with the cool cloth, and it feels like Heaven

“Oh, God” I lean over and keep throwing up