– Hazel—
I knew I was gonna be sick before I even opened my eyes.
That tight twist in my stomach. That awful taste rising up my throat. I sat up fast, nearly tripped out of bed, hand over my mouth.
Bathroom. Shit. Now.
I barely made it. Threw myself at the sink and everything came up. Bitter and disgusting. My knees were shaking, arms locked against the counter. I was sweating like hell, skin clammy with my head spinning so bad I thought I'd black out.
"Fuck," I muttered, breath catching in my throat.
Then I heard something. Before I could rinse my mouth, the bathroom door creaked open.
I turned my head, already annoyed—and froze.
Ace.
He was already coming towards me before I could open my mouth.
"You good?" His voice was low. Not cold, though. Just… too nice for him.
I nodded, sort of. "Just—give me a sec."