twenty one | dandelions

                                    

                                          
⚕3 weeks later ⚕

❍kay, it's been 3 weeks, almost a month since everything happened.
Everything's going relatively well. School's going fine. Silas is working on college and mafia work at the same time. I've been busy with school. The boys have been working on themselves and school and work. 
I could see they're making progress. They've come around to the penthouse and to me in school, a few times, but we told them to go back home and try again, as was I and as well as themselves, were still not ready to fully face each other.
i know i'm being petty, but what they said, really hurt like a bitch.
been there, done that. 
but it's still hurts, especially if it comes from your own family and you told yourself not to trust them, but you still did.
I was currently sat on the school grounds with my friends and I could see Matteo and Marco watching me from the distance. Occasionally glancing at me, while I'd look away every time.
i feel a little bit bad, but... no.
My stomach has been giving me problems all morning and to top it all off, I was nauseous too. I vomited first thing in the morning when I woke up and the the thoughts running through my mind... are scaring me... I unconsciously groaned and gripped my stomach, as a sharp pain stabbed me, which earned the attention of my friends.
"You okay?" Bruno questioned in concern.
"Y-Yeah," I just need the bathroom, I reassured feeling suddenly nauseous.
"I'll come with you," Mia said, waking up.
"No it's fine. You really don't have to-" I started.
Mia gave me pointed look, which made me sigh, as she helped me up with her, as we headed to the bathroom.
I could see the concern looks of the twins, but I flashed them a small smile, which seemed to reassure them, considering they reciprocated my actions.
🎶 you can reciprocate
     i got delicious taste – 🎶
okay. seriously, you need to stop. I mentally face palm myself. i swear that song's been stuck in my head and it's driving me insane.
As soon as we reached the bathroom, I ran into an empty stall and puked my guts out. Once I was done, I rinsed my mouth, washed my hands and dabbed myself.
I straightened up and as I was going to leave, I found out that Mia was still standing there with a smile on her face.
"What's wrong? Why're you looking at me like that? Let's go," I smiled, a confused frown etched on my face.
"You said you were feeling nauseous all morning and your stomach was hurting. Think about it, when the last time you had your period?" her smile grew wider, as she spoke.
i know where this is going.. and i've been trying to avoid that topic all day.
'you can run, but you can't hide'
shut up.
"No. No, this can't be," I gripped my hair, squeezing my eyes shut.
"Yes it can. I think you should take a test babes," she smiled encouragingly, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly.