After party

I make my way back to Raymond, telling him I have to go now. For some reason, I am feeling nauseous, and as if I would throw up in any second.

"Are you alright? Maybe you just need to lie down for a while." He said, touching the small of my back.

"No, I feel really sick. I don't know why, but suddenly it is as if-" I stop talking, because I can actually feel the bile rising in my throat now.

All I can do is embarrassingly lose the contents of my stomach, but as soon as I do, I feel better.

I wipe at my mouth. "Sorry," I tell Raymond, feeling my face heating up.

"Yeah, I think it is best if you go lay down for a while." Raymond tells me, taking my hand and leading me up to his room.

There I lay down, and he came to lie beside me.

"You look pale, what did you eat?" He asks, brushing back hair from my forehead.

"I didn't eat anything, just had that beer. But it did have a funny taste to it."

"Maybe it has expired."

I shrug, cuddling up closer to him.

I feel much more safe and secure with