Jenna Ortega Imagines (gxg)

she throws up (requested)

The sound of Jenna whimpering beside you woke you up from your sleep.

You opened your eyes and reached over to turn the light on.

At first, you thought she might be having a bad dream but when you opened your eyes you saw that she was sitting up in bed as she clutched her stomach.

"Jenna?" You spoke as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I don't feel good." She spoke. "I woke up a few minutes ago. My stomach hurts and I'm nauseous."

You placed your hand on her forehead and felt that she was warm.

"I think you might have a slight fever."

She groaned miserably and you began to rub her back comfortingly, only to pull away as she jumped out of bed.

She ran into the bathroom and lifted the toilet lid before she started to throw up.

It had all happened so fast and you were still half-asleep so it took you a minute to get out of bed and hurry in there to help her.

You sat down behind her and pulled her hair away from her face so nothing would get into it.

"It's okay, baby." You spoke as she threw up into the toilet. "It's alright, I'm here."

She continued to puke and the sound made your own stomach turn a little.

But you didn't let it bother you too much because you needed to be there for her.

Right now, she needed you and your comfort, and you weren't leaving her side no matter what.

"Let it all out, my love. It's okay, I'm right here."

She vomited for a few more minutes, letting everything in her that needed to come out until she felt like her stomach was settling a little.

She pulled her head away from the toilet and leaned back against you with a shaky breath.

Her lower lip trembled and she tried to catch her breath as you held her in your arms, trying to comfort her the best that you could.

"Shh, darling." You softly spoke as you brushed your fingers across her arms soothingly. "It's okay, my love."

"I feel so sick, Y/N," She mumbled.

"I know you do, baby. I'm sorry. I wish I could make you feel better." You said as you kissed her shoulder. "Do you still feel nauseous? Do you think you might get sick again?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

At that moment, with how badly her stomach ached, she just couldn't tell.

She felt a lot better than she did before but she didn't feel like her normal self, she still felt ill.

"Do you think if I got you a bucket and put it beside your bed in case you need it, you could go back to bed and get a little rest?"

"Maybe." She said with a heavy breath.

"Okay." You spoke as you kissed her head.

You got up from the floor and left her alone for just a second to grab a bucket for her, just to be safe.

You put it on her side of the bed, as close to it as you could in case she needed to get sick into it quickly.

You returned to the bathroom and found her rinsing out her mouth as she placed her toothbrush back into the holder.

"Hey, sweet girl," You softly spoke as you stood behind her again. "Can I do anything to help you?"

She turned around and leaned against you and for the first time since she got sick, she relaxed a little.

"I just need you." She said.

"I'm here, my baby. I promise." You said as you brushed your hand across her back comfortingly.

You stood there for a moment, just rubbing her back and keeping her close.

"I love you."

"I love you too." She said.

"Come on, let's get you to bed."

She nodded and walked out of the bathroom with you as you returned to bed.

You helped her under the covers and tucked her in before kissing across her face, making a little smile pull at her lips despite how sick she still felt.

"Are you warm enough?"

She nodded.

"Do you need anything? Water?"

"No. Just you curled up to me." She said.

And with that, you crawled under the covers beside her and let her lay her head on your shoulder.

"It's okay, baby." You said as you rubbed her back. "I know you feel terrible but I'm here with you. I'll take good care of you, I promise. You'll feel better in no time."

"I hope so." She said as she stared into your eyes until you stroked her cheek and she let them slip shut. "Thank you for being here with me."

"Of course, my love." You whispered. "Get some sleep. I love you so much."

She repeated the words back to you as she drifted off to sleep, holding onto you tight as she fell into a light slumber, cozy and warm in your arms.