i wasn't sure what was causing me to become so sick, but something didn't agree with me. either food or emotion had to be the cause but i can't decipher which is which. it almost feels like i chugged a whole gallon of 2% milk with no pauses for air.

i wanted to call out to fitz so i could introduce the two blonds, but my stomach pulled me away from doing so, telling me no. "i-i have to go." i cover my mouth and hurry off to the bathroom and sat beside the toilet bowl. why do i feel so sick all of a sudden? is it a guilty conscience? do i feel overwhelmed with all of this? was coming over tonight my best choices?

jumping to my knees, my hands shook and gripped the side of the bowl as a thick liquid spilt out of my mouth. "oh my god.." i cried, shutting my eyes as they watered. "fuck." i hated this feeling that swelled in my throat and invaded my head.

i sat there for about twenty minutes, trying to pull myself back together after puking. standing, i felt as if my head was too heavy for my body and my vision became too colorful for me to even understand what was in front of me.

finally, my vision was fine again. my hands gripped the door handle and gently twisted it, the instant wave of fresh air hit my face that became sweaty from the incident that took over my night.

"hey, audrey. where did you go, i thought you left?" swags grappled my arm and took me along with him as he pulls me outside. "so, uh did you know me have a pool?" he was rushing his words and it made my suspicion begin to rise, along with my blood pressure.

"yeah- are you okay, swags?" he nodded and threw off his helmet. "what-what are you doing?" he took off the chain and black cover he had on so his bare face was shining through.

"well, i don't want it rusting. i just cleaned it." he chuckled and jumped into the pool with a splash. i didn't feel like jumping in as well, but i knew that if i didn't do it myself, i would be forced to. my eyes widened and i quickly threw out my phone and wallet that were tucked in my back pockets. sliding off my shoes and socks, i jump in after him and instantly regret it.

"holy shit!" i howled as the cold water made me shutter. "how much have you had to drink or smoke, swags?" i question, feeling my face twist as he went under the water. he grabbed my feet and began pulling me under. i screeched and fell under, opening my eyes to see him in front of me. we floated there for a moment, him holding me under until the point we both couldn't breath. "what the-"

his hand flew over my mouth, my ears being invaded my cam's soft voice. "you're honestly really pretty." he chuckled. "the moment i saw your picture-i was so amazed." the same feeling rose in my stomach and my head soon started spinning. gripping the side of the pool, i pull myself out and run inside to the bathroom. i hurled again, but the door stood open, letting everyone stare at me as i poured out the empty feeling. why was i so sick? why did i feel this way?

someone's hands gently grabbed at my wet shoulders, helping me stand to my feet as i wiped away the liquid from my mouth on the bottom of my shirt. my clothing stuck to my body, making me uncomfortable as i walked. my eyes watering too much to really tell where i was headed to. the door slammed behind me and i fell onto an office chair that was orange and black.

a pair of pajama pants fell onto my legs. my eyes feasted on the black sweater that landed on top of it moments later.

"cam?" i question, rubbing my eyes away from the tears that blurred my vision.

"just-just get dressed." he ordered and exited the room, the door gently closing. his footsteps became distant and my hands held up he sweatshirt in my hands, my smile brightening the scene.

after dressing, i was feeling too exhausted to join the party downstairs, i crawl over to cam's bed and lay there, enjoying the softness of his bed. my eyes slowly closing to the sound of people talking downstairs and the faint music playing behind it.

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it was dark in his room when my eyes opened, the slight light coming from the open blinds in his bedroom, casting shadows around the room. i groaned and sat up, feeling the bed shape around my body. looking over, i found an empty bed, causing me to sigh with relief.

padding to the door, the silent house made me think twice before opening the bedroom door. my phone is outside still... shit. gently stepping down the stairs, a slight creek alerted me and i immediately stepped off.

continuing on, i heard the faint snores of another person who had passed out on the couch. cam. i tiptoe over to him, placing my hand over his head and shaking his shoulder as softly as i could. he eyelids peeled apart, searching for my face. "hey, cam." i say in a whisper. "thank you." he nodded as my voice finally making the cogs in his head to turn. "i'm heading out, therefore your bed is no longer occupied. go ahead and head up." he nods and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

"i'm sorry, audrey." i'm tired of apologies. i feel like it's all we ever say.

"it's okay, cam. it's okay."