Chapter 121

"Shh, sleep." He mumbled, tightening his grip. His arm was draped over my stomach and that little tightening action is all my stomach needed to release. That's right ladies and gentlemen, i vomited on the bed. I immediatly felt Jonas move his arm back and i jumped off the bed, a hand covering my mouth, before running into the bathroom. I vomited into the toilet and when i was done, i stood up and stared at Jonas. He was standing by the doorway, arms crossed and a frown on his face. "I'm really worried about this," He stated, walking towards me. He reached out a hand but i pushed it away and started getting my toothbrush and stuff out. "It's just food poisoning," I shrugged, scrubbing hard. "For a week?! I don't think so, Elea. Something's wrong with you and we need to go to the pack docotor." He said it so sternly that i rolled my eyes. "I told you i'm fine," I spat the toothpaste out. "We'll just wait for it