Forbidden Love

2.3

A few days later, Conner was allowed to go back home. Well, to what was now his new home. Jane and I were forced to share a room again. Jane had more trouble with that than I did. Conner took my old room, and Cody still had his own room.

Everything was beginning to become okay again. Conner was out of that stupid house, my mother and I made up again, and I hadn't been to school in a while which meant that no one had bullied me. However, the Monday after Conner came home I would have to go back to school. Cody and Jane both had a doctor's appointment, which meant that I would have to go alone. Conner was there, but I barely saw him all day when at school.

The night before that Monday, we were sitting down for breakfast when my mother asked the question that I had been dreading. "Erika, when do you want to reschedule to tell the family?" I felt my heart drop a little. I had forgotten all about telling them, and even though they were my family, I didn't want them to know. They would just make a big deal out of absolutely nothing.

"How about after I die?" I suggested shrugging my shoulders. She gave me the look that basically said, 'stop being stupid and answer the question.'

"Erika, you have to tell them." My father replied not even bothering to look up from his plate. I rolled my eyes. Leave it to him to not even care enough about me to look up.

"They'll know. After I die." I answered. Conner's eyebrows were furrowed like he had no idea what we were talking about.

"Conner, darling, when do you want to tell the family?" My mother asked, turning to him. 

"Tell them what?" He whispered. Jane rolled her eyes, but apparently, nobody saw.

"About what happened with you and Erika. We understand that nothing is happening now, but they're going to start asking certain questions and it's just going to be easier to tell them about this right away." She explained. This time it was me who was rolling eyes. She made it sound like it was a huge deal when it really wasn't.

"How about this weekend?" He suggested. I felt my jaw drop. How could he not really care? Why would he want to tell them so soon?

"Sounds great!" My mother beamed. Her smiled brightened and she turned to look at my father before standing up. "Who wants dessert?" Everybody but me raised their hands. I had barely been able to finish dinner without throwing it up, and I didn't want to risk actually throwing up.

"Erika, don't you want dessert?" Cody questioned, noticing the lack of my hand in the air. I shook my head as my stomach started to violently churn. I had to swallow a few times to keep all the food down. 

As soon as my mother brought out the ooey gooey chocolate cake, I felt it rise up in my throat once again. "May I please be excused?" I muttered, once again trying to keep it down. My mother looked shocked but nodded allowing me to sprint up the stairs into the bathroom.

I barely made it to the toilet, when it rushed up. I could hear someone coming up the stairs, but thankfully I had locked the bathroom door, meaning no one could come in.

"Erika, are you okay?" I heard Conner ask from outside the door. I opened my mouth to reply when more came out. "Erika, please unlock the door." He pleaded. I couldn't even bring myself to move. I felt like I was throwing up all of my organs. 

"Conner, is Erika okay?" I heard Cody ask from below the stairs. 

"Erika, if you let me in, I won't tell anyone." He bribed. I slowly stood up and unlocked the door, before kneeling in front of the toilet once again. "Yeah. She's fine. I'll be back down in just a second." He yelled back before running into the bathroom to hold back my hair. "Why didn't you tell us you weren't feeling well?" He questioned rubbing my back. I shrugged leaning back into his arms. The churning of my stomach had finally stopped, which meant the throwing up stopped.

He helped me up before brushing my teeth and tucking me into bed. "Go to sleep. I'll tell your parents you aren't going to school tomorrow."

"No. I want to go to school." I mumbled, already half asleep. 

"We can talk more about that in the morning. Goodnight." I felt him kiss my forehead, but I was already too far gone to answer him.