Air by Lisa Glass

Author:Lisa Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUVENILE FICTION / Love & Romance
Publisher: Quercus
Published: 2016-06-07T04:00:00+00:00

chapter twenty-four

When I came around again, the French windows were open and I could feel the morning breeze on my face. The sun was low in the sky and Zeke was cross-legged on the end of the bed, playing with his iPad.

He was showered and dressed, and looked perfectly fine. Whereas I had horrendous morning breath and the body odor of an alcoholic street-sleeper.

“Urrr,” I said.

“I just threw on some coffee. You want some?”

I shook my head. “Maybe later.”

“Feel better?”

“A bit.” Which was to say: not at all.

My phone started ringing and Daniel’s name flashed onscreen. I pressed Ignore and added him to my phone’s block list.

“Who called?”

“I don’t know. Spammers, probably.”

“You think you can eat breakfast?”

I felt my stomach lurch. Even though I was quite hungry, the idea of food was horrendous. A bite of toast and I’d puke. A glass of water and I’d puke. In fact, I thought, jumping out of bed, right now I’m gonna puke.

I ran to the bathroom and managed to get the majority of it in the loo, but sick spatter decorated the floor tiles and the toilet seat too. My knees were weak and my eyes watered. I stared at the redness of the vomit, thought it was blood and then remembered the wine. I was attempting to use some toilet roll to clear up the worst of the mess when my chest heaved again.

I didn’t hear Zeke come into the room, and even though it was mortifying for him to see me like this, I was glad I wasn’t alone. He rubbed my back and told me to get it all out so I’d feel better, and when I was finally through with emptying my stomach, he led me toward the shower, helped me out of my clothes and ran me a stream of cool water, which was just what I needed.

When I stepped out of the shower, twenty minutes later, I saw that Zeke had cleaned up my disgusting mess, which must have been torture for him, puke-phobic as he was.

I brushed my teeth, towel-dried my hair and then went into the bedroom, which was empty. I opened the doors to the balcony and saw that Zeke had set the table with a glass of water and some graham crackers.

“What time is it?” I said.

“Nine twenty. Can you eat crackers?” he said, concern in his eyes.

I nodded, and he got up to pull out a chair for me. He hadn’t said a critical word, hadn’t blamed me for getting so drunk; he just cared that I was all right.

I drank my water and ate my crackers, which were actually more like digestive biscuits. I didn’t want to think about the night before, our first major argument, but I punished myself with other thoughts. Like flirting with Seb. Like calling Daniel.

“Oh crap,” Zeke said, as his iPad started pinging out its alert tone. “We better get down to the port. We have that photo shoot for Ursula.”

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