Feeling sick

I tried calling Bloss again and again but I got no response from him, I felt heartbroken and more tears spill out of my eyes. After trying for days he finally pick up.
"Bloss am sorry, I didn't mean to hide this from you and I didn't mean to do this." with a tender voice I heard him say,
"it is fine princess, it is our fault for letting you shoulder such a responsibility. I told mom and she is not happy about it but don't you worry, she will learn to forgive and accept it when the time comes." a sad smile appear on my face, I heard him ask
"can't you stop it?" I wish I could, I thought to myself.

"I can't, we signed a contract and we have already done it." I heard him grumble so words before saying

"gosh this is deep, just be careful baby." I nod like he could see me "I promise to be careful and watch my back." we talk some more before disconnecting the call. I turn to see Mason standing behind me, he was in his office clothes "how was your day?" he asked.

lately he has become more friendly to me and I don't know why, maybe it is the guilt sipping into his soul but no I won't make it easy for him.

Without answering his question, I turn away from him walking to the door only for him grab my hands "for how long will you keep doing this? you can't ignore me forever." I twist the door knob to step out but he didn't stop talking.

"stop acting so childish?" there I have had enough of this "childish? your calling me childish? how am I childish? you forced me in having sex with you, I know we were supposed to but then you took it by force and that isn't all because of you my mom doesn't want anything to do with me, and your calling me childish?" I click my tongue before opening the door and leaving the room for him.

It has been two weeks since I had sex with him, well more like he forced himself on me. Lately I've been feeling kind of sick and I sleep more than I normally do, I eat a lot but throw up too and I have turn picky.

"I don't want that Vanessa, I want something spicy." she gave me a glare before going back to the kitchen. I don't mind her, I have been being unbearable, even me will be annoyed by now.

Mason look at me with a worried look "we should get you to the hospital, you don't look good." I rolled my eyes at him

"I just have malaria, it will be over very soon." he sigh shaking his head.

"why are so stubborn?" I got distracted with the meal Vanessa bought for me. "thanks" she gave me a tired smile before going back to the kitchen.

I ate my meal humming and nodding my head, I could feel Mason's gaze on me but I chose to ignore it just as how I ignored his question. Vanessa brought eggs which was fried with melted butter and this made everything in my stomach chunk up.

Running to the bathroom with Mason running behind me, I emptied everything I have eating into the toilet pot.

We were eating our breakfast when Amaya suddenly ran to the bathroom, I have an idea of what is wrong with her but I want to confirm it by taking her to the hospital, but she is being stubborn about it.

I held her hair while she puke her guts out, she flush her vomit and stood up from her crouching position. "why are you being stubborn about going to the hospital?" I ask her, making my voice softer than usual. She still hasn't forgiven me and I don't want to irk her.

"I don't like hospitals, they smell like medicine." I couldn't help but chuckle "aren't they supposed to smell that way?" she shrugged.

"let's go back so you can have your meal." she shook her head "I don't want to eat, am full." I pull her gently to the room and strangely she didn't yank her hand or push me away.

On our way to the room she suddenly passed out, luckily I caught her on time. I carried her to my car, the driver sitting on his seat "hurry up!" I yell and he stepped on the gas.

We got to the hospital and I carried her inside yelling for help. a stretcher was brought and I placed her on it "you can't go any further." a nurse said placing a hand on my chest to stop me from moving.

The doctor stayed longer than expected and this got me worried, I know they are going to run some tests on her more it is taking time. What if what I suspected was wrong and Amaya is seriously sick? fuck!

The door finally opened and the doctor stepped out sweating a little too much. I have never felt this way before, I feel restless and if I don't get a reply soon I might turn this place upside down.

"how is she?" the doctor pull out his face mask and hand cloves and said "I have something in mind but let's just wait for the test results, I ran a couple of test on her. Oh by the way, she is up." he left, I went in to meet her, she looked tired.

"why did you bring me here? I told you I hate hospitals but you brought me here despite that." I sigh escape my lip, I pinch the bridge of my nose. "why are you so stubborn?" I had to ask her again.

"am not stubborn, I hate hospitals that's just it." she pout her lips, a thing I have never seen her done before. "you should rest while we wait for your test results."

She close her eyes and lay her head on the pillow going to sleep, and I took a seat on the couch