I Want a Child Not a Wife

Chapter 12- Feeling Sick

" I didn't…I..I" I didn't know what to say, what in the world warranted me to say that. This wasn't a little date and I wasn't his wife, why was I acting like a wife who saw her husband flirting with another woman and couldn't stand it? The look on Markus's face told me he didn't like me addressing him as my husband.

Instead of saying anything, he just turned to his food. What type  of dinner was this? He was just ignoring me like his only focus was to eat out alone because I was sure he didn't even care that was there.

If this was was he meant by taking me out I would have gladly preferred to stay in my room, there I wouldn't have had to deal with his shitty attitude.

We ate the food in silence and this time the silence wasn't comfortable, it was like we had so much to say but nobody was ready to speak. I was sure he wanted to tell me just how incompetent I was and I wanted to tell him just how inconsiderate he was. But instead of saying anything we both focused on our food.

The dinner wasn't bad nor was it good. By the time we got home, I headed straight to my room. I was so tired I didn't even bother to take off my clothes.

I went straight to bed and it didn't take long before I fell asleep. Sometime at night, I woke up with a bad stomach ache. I grudgingly rose from my bed and for a moment I felt the world spin before everything fell back into place. I moved to the toilet as I sat down holding my stomach and groaning in pain.

Maybe I ate too much at the restaurant since Markus didn't care to talk to me I found solace in eating that I over ate.

I returned to bed because I wasn't stooling like I thought I would, it was just my stomach making sounds and there was an agonizing pain that I felt down my abdomen.

I didn't know when I fell asleep again, it must have been after all my turning and groaning.

I woke up feeling like I had just been run over by a truck. I don't know what they put inside the food.

I couldn't say those girls poisoned my plate. Could they? Getting up was hard but I did my best as I rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. I took off my clothes and went under the shower. I turned it on and the hot water rained down on my skin, calming my nerves.

I stepped out of the shower took the big fluffy towel and wrapped it around myself dragging my feet to my closet. I grabbed the first thing my hand touched which happened to be a big SpongeBob shirt.

I put the shirt on as I dragged myself back to the bed. But as I was about to draw the bed cover over my head a knock came at the door. Whoever was there should go away, I didn't have it in me to walk to that door.

But like always, people would never get the message and leave me be.
" Come in," I said in a low voice and hoped that whoever was standing there heard me and I would not have to repeat myself.

Thankfully I heard the door open and light feet made their way towards me. I could tell they belonged to Rena and when the smell of the pancakes she was bringing hit my nose, I didn't have to think twice before I rose from the bed waiting for the food. As soon as she dropped the food on my lap  I didn't have to be told twice I started tearing into the pancakes.

I forgot about greetings and Rena just stood there looking at me.

" Ma'am slow down, you're going to choke yourself." She said but I didn't listen to her, my mind was on the pancakes I was having. When I had cleared everything on the plate, that was when I acknowledged her.

" Thank you for the food. I didn't know I was that hungry." I said as I suddenly felt embarrassed, I wondered how I must look like shoving pancakes down my throat. I must look ugly.

But she didn't mind me nor did her face look like she was judging me, she just smiled as she took the plates and asked me if I needed any other thing but I said no and then she left the room.

Gosh what was wrong with me? how could I embarrass myself like that? I laid down comfortably and browsed through my phone, there was nothing much on the internet, well except people showcasing fake lives.

I started feeling my throat close up like I was going to throw up, just as the thought came, I quickly rushed to the bathroom and emptied the delicious pancakes I just had. I felt weak as I rose, I had to hold the wall to steady myself.

Did those ladies poison my food? I couldn't help but think that way, because the last thing I ate was from the restaurant.

My mouth was feeling bitter so I headed downstairs to see if there were any sweets I could take.

I searched through the drawers and was surprised to see one filled with all the sweet things one could think of. I picked up the chocolate bar and tore it open and as the taste hit my mouth I couldn't help but moan. It was heavenly.

I didn't know when I had consumed so much sweets but I still wanted more I had to stop myself so I didn't have any more stomach pain.

Not again, I thought to myself as I felt like throwing up again. I stuffed my mouth with another chocolate to try to stop the vomit but it didn't work I ran to the kitchen sink, that was what was closest to me I didn't know if I was going to make it to the bathroom.

I threw up everything again making me feel faint. I would have to thoroughly clean the sink. I suddenly felt someone behind me before the voice I could recognize anywhere spoke.

" What is wrong with you?"

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