She was into neonatal and fetal. He was into plastics.
She was quiet. He was loud.
She was sweet. He was arrogant.
And yet he was attracted to her not only in the way she loved what she did but how she handled everything with such grace that it...
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Have you ever realized how good things are and wondered when you might wake up and wonder when something bad might happen? Because there is no possible way that something this good could stay around for a while. It's like when you're angry at someone and you always say that you'll sleep on the couch. You wonder what might happen because something this good couldn't possibly be good for long.
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Alison woke up, instantly feeling as though she had to throw up. She could feel the bile rising and once she got to the bathroom sink, she emptied everything, not even making it to the toilet. She could feel the burning sensation in the back of her throat that she always felt whenever she threw up and she hated it. Grabbing her tooth brush she put some Crest whitening toothpaste on and brushed her teeth, wanting to get the icky taste out of her mouth.
"Hey, you okay?" Mark asked his girlfriend as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"I'm fine," she told him as she looked at him through the mirror as she brushed her teeth.
"I thought I heard you throwing up?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I did," she nodded her head as she spit into the sink. "But I'm all better now."
"You sure? Because you've been throwing up for the past few weeks..."
"Yeah," she gave him a strained smile and rushed out of the bathroom. "I'll meet you at work, alright? I love you!"
"What the hell just happened?" Mark asked to himself.
*
"I'm telling you Derek, it was the oddest behavior I've ever seen from Alison," Mark told his best friend as they walked in with each other.
"She could just be sick?" He questioned.
"You don't think it's an eating disorder do you? I mean with bulimia people throw up with that..."
"No," Derek shook his head. "Definitely not. You said it's been recent right?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe she's not feeling good or on her period? I know she's thrown up before when it's been her time of the month."
"Why do you know all of this about my girlfriend?"
"This was all before you started dating her. I still can't believe you guys have been dating a year. What do you have planned for her?"
"I have to do something?"
Derek gave his best friend a deadpanned look and Mark smiled.
"I'm joking. I'm taking her to The Edgewater Hotel and giving her this," he told his best friend as he pulled out a small black leather box that read ALEXANDER SPARKS.
