Larsadie

~F-I-F-T-Y-T-H-R-E-E~

~Sadies POV~

I'm bending over the toilet; my face pale as I stare at the chunks floating around. Then, I throw up once more. My head feels like it's constantly spinning. 

Please, stop.

I shut my eyes tightly, trying not to vomit once more.

This can't be happening.

Suddenly, a soft knock comes from the door, and I'm able to say, "Come in." As the door opens. I stare up at myself. I look a lot taller than I thought I would be. My hair is cut to the length it is now, and I'm wearing a pale pink t-shirt, and jeggings. 

"Hi-" I turn away, and vomit in the toilet, still feeling sick.

"Is it something I said?" my future self says, chuckling. Wiping my mouth, I shake my head no. Sitting my straight, my future self rubs my back and I gulp softly.

"T-Thanks..." I say, and I look up at me. She nods and I stand up, wobbling slightly. 

"Are you hungry?" I remember that she burnt something, so I hesitated; but then she added, "I'm ordering pizza." 

"O-Okay.." As she leads me out of the bathroom, I see a big rottweiler and I gulp, as it locks eyes with me. Suddenly; it lets out a little peep and wags its tail happily. The future me rubs its head. "Good girl! Good Quentin!" I stare at Quentin's pink collar and her big brown eyes. "This is Quentin- my dog." The big dog starts to sniff the air around me as I step closer. 

I get a dog?

But I'm afraid of them.

"Are we still afraid of dogs? In your time?" The older me asks, nonchalantly. I nod slowly. I place my hand on the dogs head and it starts to lick my hand, making me smirk. 

"So...how old are you?" She asks.

"I'm 16." She starts to chuckle.

"Woah; those were the years." She looks at me and stops. "But; y-you'll have to wait and see."

Now I get why Lars wants to ask so many questions.

This suspense is killing me.

"And are you and Lars...?" I look at the front door and I hear his laughter.

"Yeah; we are." I feel my face start to warm up. My future self nods,

"Ah...can I ask you something?" I nod slowly and she turns to me, and her eyes are full of mixed emotions. "I...I feel like I can't trust Lars anymore. I still love him, truly I do; but...all of the secrets he has and is keeping from me, it's hurting me. He keeps trying to make me feel better, but nothing is working." She lets out a wavering sigh. "I'm still madly in love with him but...how can I trust him with my life and even a child; if he won't tell me anything-" Suddenly, I hear deep barking and Q perks her head up. 

"Oh, Raptor!" The older me says and she drops the subject. She goes and opens the back door and a beagle wobbles inside and it continues to bark. "Ah, be quiet." She closes the door behind the dog and starts to place dog food in two big bowls. "Raptor is Lars dog." I blink surprised.

I didn't know he liked dogs.

"We decided to make that step of getting a dog together; since..." She goes into her thoughts and I let out a soft sigh, feeling better than I was before.

This still can't be real-

The door suddenly opens and both Lars's come in and the future one is holding a box of pizza.