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Love Me Please (LMP)

Dear Diary, Uhm.... This is the first day I'll be writing on this diary, so uhm.. I hope I can fill this with happy memories. Uhm... To start of, I guess.. Uhm... I... I've been experiencing a very, very weird experience. Uh... Every morning, I've been coughing out roses.. Yes it may sound very weird and very... yeah, weird. But it's true... And I don't know if this is something that I can die from but... I'm slowly having the difficulties of breathing...

astralwrites · Fantasie
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✿ Chapter Five

NATHANN'S POV

The sunlight against my face wasn't a very pleasant feeling to feel early in the morning. I felt my head turning as I sit up on bed, noticing my already messy bedroom got more messier. Flashbacks from last night flashed back in my head as my gaze fell on Geordi who was sprawled on the floor like a fur carpet in cabins.

He was still wearing his hoodie but... It was inside out. His face was against the floor and he was wearing his socks inside out too.

Idiot.

I shook my head and stood up, but I felt my stomach turn and I had the sudden urge to vomit.

Running to the bathroom with a hangover was seriously not a good idea, considering I drank a lot of alcohol last night after we had that reminiscent stuff out of the way.

I vomited on the toilet, my throat felt drier than usual as I vomited... What? I vomited a petal? Where the heck did the petal come back? I can't possibly have eaten this because I didn't have flowers in my room and Geordi didn't brought any too.

I vomited again, there's another petal. I frowned and stared at the toilet as the petals were floating on the toilet water. They were red. They look like rose petals.

Oh god, no. I probably ate some rose petals or something, that's why I'm vomiting these, right? This is because I had too much drink last night, right? There's gotta be a scientific explanation to this situation.

The feeling of cold water against my body felt nice right now so I decided to shower. Stripping my clothes, the incident kept repeating in my mind as I showered. The stinging, the constant urge of vomiting, the petals...

Don't tell me... I have...

I really have heart disease?