Starlight

Chapter 20: I've had enough, Kaira

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I woke up with a headache and felt really nauseous. It has never been worse, not this way. I tried humming to let the urge to throw up go away but that didn't work.

I clamped a hand to my mouth as I ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. Soon enough, my hair was out of my face. I didn't have to turn to know that it was Ishan.

I was sweating by the time I was done. I leaned against the wall and shut my eyes. I hate this so much.

"Are you feeling better?" Ishan asked while stroking my cheek gently, I leaned into his touch.

I nodded without opening my eyes. I stood up and rinsed my mouth.

Ishan helped me out of my clothes as I stood under the shower. The warm water helped with the headache a little.

He shampooed my hair, washed my body with the body wash and gave me a much needed massage. He wrapped the towel around my body and stalked off to the closet.

"What do you wanna wear?"

Unable to stand, I sat on the floor. "Something comfortable, please"

As I looked around, I noticed it wasn't our room. Not the room in our house. No. It was completely different.

Instead of black, the closet doors were white. When I looked inside the bathroom, it was different too. I frowned and stood up. The room- it was...beautiful.

A feminine touch to it. Something I've wanted to do to Ishan's room for some time.

There was a bed in the middle. The wall behind the bed was wooden, or it's texture at least. A lamp hung on the top.
The room had two paintings, and it seemed like something I would paint.

"Kaira?" I heard Ishan's voice from inside and then saw him coming towards me "Here. They'll be comfortable...I think"

I changed into the clothes he chose for me.

When I walked back into the room, I noticed 3 doors. One to the bathroom and closet, the second one to the hall and the third one...I wondered what was in there.

I slowly walked towards it and put my hand on the cold door knob before-

"Don't open that"

I turned around and saw Ishan. His eyes were darkened and he was in his black suit, the one I love the most.

"Why?"

"You don't want to go in there"

I gulped. "Where are we?"

His eyes softened. "What do you mean where are we, baby? We're home. I already made breakfast so don't worry about that. And I know it's Sunday but I really need to go to a meeting but I'll be back soon then we all can go for a long drive, Kian has been asking me for a couple days now and you know I can't say no to him—"

"Who's we all and who's Kian?" This is definitely not helping with the headache.

He chuckled "Don't say that in front of him. He still thinks you're mad at him"

"You're not making any sense"

I walked away from the forbidden door and went into the kitchen, trying to find my way. I looked around for something to cook in but couldn't.

Ishan came behind me, his hands found their way around my waist. He buried his face into my neck as he spoke "I told you I've made breakfast"

I swallowed hard "Sorry, I forgot"