Mack wound his hand around my hair and held it back while rubbing my back gently as I threw up like there was no tomorrow. I didn’t know what was wrong with me or why my body was suddenly expelling everything. It never happened to me before.
When I stopped vomiting, at least that’s what I hoped, I rested my head against the edge of the toilet and tried to catch my breath. I could feel my limbs shaking due to the lack of energy and I knew I wouldn’t be able to get up.
He continued rubbing my back and I hated how grateful I was that he was here with me. He could’ve left or stayed outside but he chose to be with me.
“I’ll just get you a wash cloth, okay?” He said, softly before he let go of me. I heard the sound of the water running before he dabbed the wash cloth on my face, making sure
