Chapter 7
WARNING - SOME CONTENTS WILL BE DISTURBING
I was in the hospital all afternoon hooked up to that IV and throwing my guts up before the IV's were finally empty. Luckily Dr. Missy didn't make me stay at the hospital and she let Tyler take me home.
He mind linked the whole pack to stay away from the packhouse and the main area's of the packhouse until I got up my room. I didn't want anyone seeing me like this. It wasn't me. I wasn't volnerable and I hated people taking pity on me. I had grown accustomed to dealing with crap on my own. It was even weird having Tyler by my side every step of the way. But I knew that he wasn't going to leave me. No way.
When he got me up to my room I went running for the bathroom and I through up in the toilet. And then I sat on the floor next to the toilet.
Tyler left just for a minute and came back with a bottle of water.
"Dr. Missy said to keep you hydrated." He says handing me the water and he sat on the side of the bath tub and he put my hair up in a hair tie.
"Do you hate me for telling Dr. Missy?" He asked me.
"Ask me again when I'm not feeling like shit. Because right now I will probably lie just to make you feel like shit as well." I admitted.
"I like the honesty." He smirked.
"Keep smirking and the one will be aimed at you." I threatened.
"Sorry." He said wiping his smirk.
"What time is it?" I asked. So he looked at his watch.