what was being served overpowered the tenuous grasp I had on my stomach.
I slapped my hand over my mouth and ran to the nearest bathroom. The students behind me cleared a path when they saw my face, and I got there just in time. I heard the door open as I flushed and came out of the stall.
âAre you alright? Cole sent me in to check on you.â Bree said as she looked at me.
âIâm okay.â I leaned over the sink to rinse my mouth out. âThanks. I think Iâll just go to the nurse or something. Iâm really not feeling well today.â
âYou look kind of pale. Well, more than usual.â She said with a grin.
I actually managed to smile as I left the bathroom with her right behind me. Bree waved and continued on into lunch while I looked up at Cole, who was waiting right next to the door.
His eyes were full of concern, and all I managed was a weak smile.
âYou are obviously not okay. I think you need to go to the nurse. Maybe she can send you home. Iâll drive you and stay until your sister gets home.â
âYou canât just leave school, Cole. Someone will catch you skipping and then youâll be in trouble.â As if it was the least of my worries, I thought to myself.
âItâs already taken care of. I texted my mom and asked her to get me out so I could drive you home. Now, letâs go to the nurse.â
As we were walking there we heard an announcement for Cole to report to the office.
âIâll see you in the parking lot.â
He left me at the door to the nurseâs office and went to the office. I told the nurse I wasnât feeling well and I just needed to go home and rest. She called my mom and then let me sign out.
I gathered my things from my locker and went out to the parking lot. Cole pulled his truck around to where I stood, and I climbed inside. He looked at me, but said nothing and started to drive me home.
I spent the entirely too short drive trying to decide what to say to him. I could tell he was worried and still unsure of what was going on, and I didnât want to tell him I thought I might be pregnant.
He had all these plans for what he wanted out of life, and I didnât want to be the one to ruin them all. How was I going to tell him? I wouldnât blame him if he left and still did what he wanted.
The mere thought of him leaving almost pushed me over the edge into a full-blown panic attack. I fought against the overwhelming urge to surrender to it and got my emotions back under control. I was going to need every ounce of control I could muster to get through the conversation I knew was coming.
Chapter Five
Cole helped me out of the truck and into the house. He took his jacket off and threw it over the back of a chair and then took mine and did the same. I walked over to the couch and sat down, pulling my legs up until I could rest my chin on my knees. He came and sat next to me.
âHow are you feeling? Do you want me to get you anything?â Cole asked.
His eyes held an intensity I wasnât used to seeing, and I knew my silence was to blame. I opened my mouth to tell him, but nothing came out.
âYouâre really starting to freak me out. Are you sure you want me to be here? I get the feeling you donât.â
I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I inhaled deeply of his scent and tried to calm my thoughts.
He slid me onto his lap and held me. I felt him relax a little and knew he was trying to be patient.
âI do need to talk to you, but it isnât what you think. When I got up this morning I had to run to the bathroom to throw up and then I remembered I was late.â It all came out in such a rush I wasnât sure if he understood what I was saying.
âYou thought you were late for school and it made you throw up?â Cole asked.
âNo.â I was so nervous I thought I might throw up again. âWhen I threw up, it reminded me Iâm