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CHAPTER 7

Bella's POV

I woke up with a start, the feeling of nausea taking over me. I barely made it to the bathroom before I emptied out my stomach's contents. Gross, I know. I slumped against the wall, a migraine headache taking over.

"Bella, are you-" My mum's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw me. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the scolding.

"I'll be right back." She said, rubbing my back soothingly.

20 minutes later

"Take this," she ordered, holding out two aspirin. The brightness hurt my eyes when I opened them, causing me to wince. I followed her instructions and took the pills, finishing the cup of water.

"Now drink this." She said, holding out a mug filled with a dark brown, almost black, liquid.

"What-"

"Just drink." She insisted, holding it out for me. Immediately I grabbed the mug, hesitating a bit before taking a sip. I nearly gagged at the taste- it tasted like black coffee that had been experimented on by a bunch of other liquids.

"It'll help with your hangover." My mum said, leaning against the counter. "Pumpkin, I could smell you from a mile away when you got home." She said when she noticed my questioning look. I groaned and pressed my cheek against the cool tiled wall.

"I'm sorry." I murmured, not looking at her.

"It's okay sweetie, I get it. Kids these days drink a lot- hell, all kids drink a lot. Let me tell you something," my mum said, pausing, "I drank a lot when I was younger. A lot. That's how I ended creating a little remedy for it."

"Oh god mum, please tell me I'm not the result of one of your drunken mistakes." I said, looking up at her.

She looked at me, completely surprised, then started laughing. Soon enough I joined in, and we laughed for a good five minutes.

"Mum, what time is it?" I asked, standing up slowly. Whatever had been in that mug had worked, I was already feeling better.

She checked her watch, "Four p.m." My eyes bugged out and I looked at her in shock.

"Pumpkin, you fell asleep as soon as you got upstairs while you were hungover. Of course you're going to sleep for a while. And don't worry about school, you can skip tomorrow if you want." My mom said casually with shrug.

"Thanks mum." I murmured, yawning a bit. She smiled and started cleaning up the bathroom.

"Go get some rest, you are going to need to get your strength back." My mum said as she took out the febreze.

"Thanks mum." I said again, slowly exiting the bathroom and heading into my room. Tomorrow's Friday, I thought to myself, I guess it wouldn't matter if I skipped.

If only I knew what Connor had planned.

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11 hours later

My heart was pounding rapidly in my chest and a thin layer of sweat coated my body. Everyone has that one nightmare- that one bad dream that they will always remember. Yeah, well, I just had that.

Calm down, calm down Bella, I chanted in my head, rocking my body back and forth. I squeezed my eyes shut, continuously telling myself that I needed to calm down.

After a couple minutes, my heart returned to its normal pace, and I was able to move around. I glanced at the clock, 2:49 a.m., I groaned to myself, lying back down on my bed.