Behind The Scenes

Chapter 4 (Part 2): Are you ready for a brand new life?

"Nope" Alyssa laughed. "But I also thought I wasn't going to puke, so..."

Matthew laughed again. He had sympathy for people in this state, perhaps because he was often found in this position.

"Do you want me to carry you?" He asked, and Aly eyes widened.

"What for?"

"Aren't you going to faint?" He frowned and she laughed.

"I'm not drunk, Matthew, I'm pregnant." She walked on her own and Crawford rolled his eyes, going right after her. Alyssa turned abruptly.

"What are you doing?" she inquired and then held the countertop. Matthew saw her hand and then her pale face.

"What do you think I'm doing?" He mocked, and took the girl in his arms. She screamed, flustered.

"Matthew! Put me down!"

"You're a pain the arse, Alyssa" He grumbled, carrying her to the couch, where he dropped her without regards. "And you seem to be having low blood pressure, where's the salt?"

"I'm not having low blood pressure, I'm also not drunk, I'm just-"

"Annoying as hell, but you always are." He finished and she made a face, but he thought she wanted to laugh. "Do you think you can survive by yourself?" He asked, glancing at his watch. Aly stared at the ceiling.

"Probably." She shrugged and stared him. "Can you leave a bucket here by my side?" She asked, annoyed, making him grin.

He came back in a minute with a bucket and a water bottle.

"I believe you'll not die with this, just remember to drink plenty of water." He said, turned away and heard that unpleasant noise again.

"Matthew..."

"What?" he turned back, exhausted.

"Nothing."

"What is it, Alyssa?"

"Could you wait here a little bit?" She asked, her pale face acquired a small blush. Crawford rolled his eyes.

"You will not die, Alyssa"

"Neither will you, if you wait here a little bit just to be sure."

"You're very amateur in the art of being sick." He huffed, throwing himself in the armchair behind him.

"I'm sorry if I have no intensive training in alcoholic coma" Alyssa said, staring at the ceiling, and Matthew snorted.

"Shut up or I'll get another pot of that kiwi ice cream for you" he replied, and saw the girl tuck her head inside the bucket again. Not before showing him her mid finger, making him laugh out loud.

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"Good morning!" Alyssa jumped in front of Crawford, who was completely awry in the armchair, sleeping with his mouth open. His morning greeting almost made him fall, and she laughed.

"What the fuck! When will I wake up without having to look at your face?" He complained holding his head and Aly grimaced.

"It's 10AM, I'm starving and there's nothing good to eat in this house. I'm officially being nice and inviting you for breakfast as a thank you for that damned ice cream." Alyssa smiled brightly, and Matthew furrowed his brows.

"Are you ok?" He asked, confused, and she nodded.

"I think I had some sort of body cleansing, but I'm feeling very-"

"I didn't mean that, it's just you're too friendly." He said and laughed at the girl's outraged face. "Are you trying to murder me? Got it! It's your vengeance for being sick with something that I brought".