Fairwell Bill (Mac)

I kept my head on my knees. "He walked in my room one day when I was cutting."

I nodded and said nothing else.

I groan again then get up and run to the bathroom and get sick.

I stayed where I was, waiting for her to return.

After getting sick I just lay on the bathroom floor.

I stay in her room a little longer and then got worried, so knock on the door.
"Kat?"

I groan out a, "Yea?"

"You okay?" I asked on a worried tone.

"No." I groan getting up washing my face.

"Right, why am I asking..." I replied and leaned my back against the wall of the hallway, waiting for Katrina.

After cleaning myself up and drying off I open the door and look at him. "I can't even remember how to spell phonograph." I look down. I was always good at spelling.

I sigh a little and pull her into my arms.

I just stayed in his arms sighing again.

I gently rubbed her back.

After a couple minutes I looked at him.

I looked back at her with a somewhat sad but mostly worried glance.

I just look down.

I sigh a little.
It somehow felt like I now was the last bit of family she had closeby.

I rub my head a little a feel like I am going to get sick again.

I let her go, looking at her.

I lay my head down hoping I don't get sick.

I stay with her, hoping she was going to be okay.

I went and got sick again. I guess this is what happens when you don't eat for like three days.

I sighed a little, but couldn't blame her at all.

after I finished I washed my face again and grabbed my stomach when I got a really bad cramp.