Chapter 19: She Smelled Like Pain
"Vincent,I don’t feel so good," zaara murmured.
Her face had gone pale, almost ghost-like under the dim lights in the room as her hand pressed against her stomach like she was trying to hold herself together. "I’ve been feeling dizzy and lightheaded ever since what happened to Piper... that whole scene, it won’t leave my head." She paused, then suddenly stood. "I think I’m gonna—"
She tried to stand but staggered forward. Before I could react, she bolted from the bed and ran toward the restroom.
"Zaara—" I called out and rushed after her.
The second we got there, she dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and started vomiting.
"Shit," I rushed in behind her, pulling her hair back before it could fall into the mess. I held it up, her body trembled as she threw up again, and again.
I should’ve been disgusted. The sour stench of vomit, the choking sound, maybe I would’ve been. But after everything we’d seen, after watching Piper die in the most horrifying, cruel way imaginable, there wasn’t much left in me that could be disgusted. Not anymore.
Zaara coughed, trembling, and leaned against the wall like her whole body was giving up.
"I just wanted to find my brother," Zaara choked out between sobs. She was shaking uncontrollably now, collapsing to the cold tile floor as tears spilled from her eyes.