Saverio

Part 18 - Shattered

HONOR MAEVE

The food was amazing.

Even if It took burning first to taste amazing.

I feel I became a great human by helping him out with the cooking.

Not that I did much. But I feel amazing about it

And it's now officially my favourite food ever. Not before McDonald's and my bacon and egg breakfast of course.

I'm putting the plates away after cleaning them. I insisted to do the cleaning considering he made the food.

So he's currently in the living room catching up with The Vampire Diaries episodes that he missed.

I smile at his awkward obsession over Damon and Elena.

I'm one hundred present a Stelena fan. But overall, Klaroline has my heart.

Damon and Elena don't seem in love.

They're meant to be together because they're good for each other. But they aren't as in love as Stefan and Elena were.

I put the last dish away. Bending over the island.

That's when I Suddenly I feel something in my throat.

Something gross and uncomfortable.

The taste stays with me. Almost as if I swallowed gas.

I run quickly to the bathroom, kneeling down next to the toilet.

A sudden rush of vomit appears. I'm sick everywhere.

My stomach hurts and my head aches.

This is so gross.

And embarrassing.

Alec runs into the bathroom, grabbing hold of my hair whilst I be sick inside the toilet.

His hands grip into my hair.

Not roughly.

With care and worry.

"Was it my food?" Alec says concerned. I laugh quietly

"I wish" I pull my head up from the toilet, allowing Alec to let go of my hair whilst I grab toilet paper and wipe my mouth.

I walk over to the sink, washing my hands.

"Are you ok?" He asks

I wipe my hands looking over at him.

"Yeah. It's probably just my period. I have bad cramps" Alec nods his head, seeming worried.

"Are you sure?" He seems concerned.

"Yes. I promise. I'm late to my period anyways so I can tell. Are there any tampons here?" I question him.

"I can call for reception to bring some now" he states.

I nod my head, smiling at him.

He walks out, shutting the door behind him.

I sit on the toilet, pulling my pants down and wiping myself clean from blood.

Although I notice nothing on the paper.

I look at it. Confused.

There's nothing.

No blood.