Mom I Threw Up Meme Novels & Stories

His jaw rattles as his body fries from the inside out. He can’t even scream. The smell hits me a second later—burning flesh. That’s it. I gag, stumble forward, and puke all over the floor. Mum shuts it off instantly. Her eyes soften, and just like that, the crazy disappears. My mum returns. She kneels beside me, rubbing my back gently. “You alright down there?” she asks sweetly. The boys burst into laughter at my expense. Dad howls with laughter as he claps me on the back.

Meme asks. “We were official last week, Loyalty just needed a moment to catch up”, he deadpans. I dropped my mouth open in shock and Meme burst into laughter at my reaction. “Close your mouth, baby girl, before I'm tempted to put something in there, and I don’t care who is here to see it”. I snap my mouth shut and Meme laughs even harder until she starts choking. “Not funny Meme”, I barked at her as I headed back out of the bathroom to sit on the bed, followed by them.

She said solemnly, "I said you're in poor health. Yogurt isn't nutritious. You must finish the milk today! "I deliberately got this fresh milk from the dairy farm for you. Drink it, or you don't get to take the exam today!" Melody said sarcastically, "Hurry up and drink it. Don't let Mom's effort go to waste." A spurt of anger flashed through me. "I said I'm not drinking it. Don't you get it? What is in the milk? Why must you make me drink it?" Mom was taken aback, a hint of sorrow flitting across her eyes. Then, she set the milk down. "Forget it then. I'm worrying too much for nothing."

“Dinner is served, be fast and come out. I don’t want the food turning cold, you know” My mom’s voice was all I needed to push back my mental breakdown. “Alright, I’ll be right out” Her footsteps retreated and I immediately swung into action. Wrapping the strip in a tissue and disposing it in a bin, I made my way to the mirror and washed my face clean, pulled my hair into a bun and headed straight down for dinner. The minute I stepped out of my room, the smell of freshly grilled fish wafted through my nostrils. And as pleasant as this sounds my stomach wasn’t in anyway pleased, I immediately made a U-turn to the bathroom and threw up my guts. How’d I forget such a pleasant gift from my baby

They leave for a moment but I know they will be back. I woke up an hour later. This can't be good. I throw up everything I eat and then some. Mason holds my hair back and rubs my back. I feel fucking awful and my belly hurts. I throw up again when it registers I could be pregnant. We have been going at it like rabbits. I whimper as my stomach keeps rolling and I puke again. Can we really handle a pup right now cause we still have unresolved issues. My mom will be another issue that will stress me out. Her words still haunt me as I hang my face over the toilet.

The smell of blood left me feeling nauseous and sick. “I need to use the toilet,” I whispered. “No, you are not getting me this time—” He never got to finish, I threw up. “Fuck,” he hissed, as I threw up everything I never knew my stomach still held, but it didn’t stop until I was dry-heaving “Are you sick or something?” “I’m fucking pregnant you fool,” I breathed, wipping my mouth. “Get into the shower.” “No.” “Would I have to slap sense into you another time?”

Exhausted and drenched in sweat, Dad was just about to take a moment to rest when I began to vomit violently again. This time, I threw up straight on the couch. The stench of decay filled the entire house, and the couch was completely ruined. Dad was on the verge of a breakdown, yet he still patiently came over to clean up after me. I wanted to open my mouth to say I was sorry. But as soon as I did, I suddenly began to laugh uncontrollably. The sharp, bizarre laughter was like nails scraping a chalkboard. The steel needles churned wildly in my brain. I passed out completely from the pain, and the memory ended abruptly.

Apocalypse KENYA POV Gosh it hurts. It hurts so fucking much. I thought to myself as I clutched my stomach in a tight grip and groaned as the muscles of my now empty stomach jerked up and kicked whatever that was remaining of food in my stomach. The sound of my best friend gagging into the phone speaker had me chuckling after I had thrown up a fair share into the toilet, then dropped to the floor and wiped my puke-smeared mouth before groaning out loud.

Finally, I close my eyes and sleep. It's already morning, and it's Monday again, the worst day ever. I stretch my arms as I go outside my room and look at my kitchen. I prepare my breakfast, and after a while, I take out my phone and check Mimo's account on I*******m. She posts her picture while making a sad face with a caption. - I don't know what to say! I hate him so much!!!!! -

Tobi’s father asked. I almost choked with the water, I was drinking. They were all now looking at me, I didn’t know what to say. “Mom..” I uttered. Mom is now glaring at me, she was intently glaring at me. “Young ladies do that when they are pregnant, throwing up because the smell of the on their end, smells horrible.” Tobi’s father added. I gulped, and couldn't move where I was standing. “I’m the father,” Tobi blurted out like it was nothing.