Chapter 27

In all honesty, I had never imagined things to work out for me this way, that I would be married in only a few months. Months ago when I was confined in my room in Henry's building I realized that no female had ever been saved. If she departs it's with a corpse bag going to be buried where God alone knows. I never believed I would be “Rescued”, Should I say. Never!

It's morning. Last night was excellent we had a great supper and Thorne's parents were more than thrilled to see their son home. I am going to depart therefore I am thrilled about that. Well, he didn't inform me that I am leaving therefore I suppose the reason why he is here is to get me right? Yes, that is it. I get off the bed when I sense a want to vomit. I couldn't stomach my meal properly yesterday so I didn't have anything to eat but yogurt. I don't know what is making me sick, maybe it is stress and maybe being overwhelmed by the things that are occurring around me. I rise from the bed and discover Thorne standing by the window while talking on his phone. He doesn't have a shirt on but he is in his boxers at the time. I rise from the bed and make my way to the restroom but I feel a bit woozy. When I try to lay my hand against the door frame to balance it slides and I fall to the floor and vomit there.

“Fuck I will call you back”, I hear Thorne saying and he hangs up from his phone and comes towards me, and crouches in front of me.

“Thorne” “I am dying”, I feel tears reaching my eyes.

“You are not dying. You won't die on my watch”, he pulls me up.

“I just vomited” “We will clean that up.Don't worry”, I sniff as he picks me up and takes me back to bed.

“I want to vomit in the bathroom”, I say.

“Hold that in, I am coming back”, he says and proceeds to collect his sweatpants and a shirt and then runs out of the door.

I feel the saliva building up in my mouth and I attempt to hold it in and it works. After some while, he comes in and his mother follows inside as well. He has a bucket and some cold bottled water.

“Vomit here”, he hets it near the bed and I vomit inside.

“All of it my child” " his mother adds while caressing my back.

“Let me get a doctor to come in”, Thorne says as rising and walks out to make the call.

“What if I am dying?”, Isay “You are not. Don't worry you are okay. It may be merely fluid”, His mother says.

What if I am infected or something from being a sex worker before and the doctor didn't find anything and now it's emerging and killing me?? It can't kill me before I meet my parents. Maybe later it can take me but I can't leave Thorne all alone. I don't want to leave him.

He comes back in after some time.

“The doctor will be here shortly”

“Let's get you showered and then tidy up" " his mother suggests.

“Okay, I get from the bed and I go to the bathroom with her aid. I got in the bathtub after she filled it with water and got me inside. I closed my eyes for a second. This is why bathtubs were made, to help us relax in moments like this where we don't know what is happening in our life at the moment and need some time to just contemplate. I hope it's nothing and simply fluid that will pass by. That is all I desire. I sit there for a bit and then after some time I get out of the bathtub and try to clean the mess I caused and I get done. After some time I go out of the restroom and I go and change. The bed is already made. I suppose it's Thorne's mother who made the bed because I doubt Thorne can with the quantity of assistance he has in his house. I get dressed comfortably and then I get done. I put my body on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. Thoughts flowing in my thoughts. I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Is what was going in through my thoughts. A knock comes on the door and I sit up.

“May I come in?”, It's Thorne's mother.

“Yes ma”, She walks in holding a tray. It has some tea on it.

“Maybe you can down this for now while I make something for you to eat”

“You didn't have to. Thank you”, I take the tea.

She sits next to me on the bed and lays her hand on my lap.

“Don't worry. You will be okay, you will find out it's not even something as serious”, she says.

“But what if it is?”

“Then we will get all the help we can get to help you. Nothing will happen to you” " she says.

“Thank you”, I nod at her.

“Let me go and get on that food”, she pats my thigh softly as she gets up and goes out of the door.

I sigh as I take a drink of this hot tea cautiously so I won't burn myself. The door opens and I look towards it as he steps in and we gaze at each other for a moment.

I sigh and close my eyes.

“Are we leaving today?”, I inquire before opening my eyes and glancing at him.

“No”

“What do you mean No Thorne?”, I frown.

“It's not safe...”

“To do what really? What is not safe for me? I truly don't like this at all.”, He closes his eyes trying to compose himself.

“Kaitlin you have to understand that I am doing this for you”, he adds

“That's the problem. You don't make me comprehend but block me out entirely of the decisions that you make concerning me. Am I caged with you that I don't have to know things but you govern everything? If so then I want to go home”, I go back to sipping my tea and he opens his eyes and looks at me.

“Home where?”, He frowns

“I know where my parents are Thorne.”, I carry on and concentrate on my tea. Kaitlintlin don't”, He warns.

I swallow and retain my quiet. He turns to go out of the door.

“Where are you going?”, I inquire

He grips the handle of the door and is ready to turn it but stops a bit.

“I don't want us saying things to each other we will regret saying. I am giving you time to think”, He says before walking out of the door.

He closes the door and leaves me like that. Marriage! The hardest thing I have to confront in my life. Have ever faced even! This individual is too much work to be understood and also tries to reason with him. At some point, I felt like smacking him just so he would wake up and try to communicate better with me. That is all I am asking for. For him to inform me what is occurring in our life. In his life, I am part of it. Am I wrong to desire that? Am I ? go on sipping on my tea and it appears to be filling me up piece by bit. My attention is taken off my assumption of my dying for a minute. I sigh, living outside 4 walls that have been my jail all my life is better but still a bit challenging for me. I think of my stay here for the last month. It has been fantastic I won't lie. The hospitality was great and his parents were too. I think about how they have preserved their marriage like that. I see several things they do together which I find remarkable, they converse and joke about each other. You would think that they are new at love. Love, that is it! Does Thorne love me? Of course, I drink my tea get off the bed, and go out of the room I go downstairs and stumble into Mr Nathaniel.

“Good morning sir”, I say “Morning My daughter I heard you are sick”, he says.

The dude intimidates me very lot.

“Uhm yes”

“Mmh you will be fine”

“Thank you”, He walks off and I go to the kitchen. I go to wash my cup and I observe Thorne outside from the window. I dry my wet hands and walk out via the kitchen door.

I approach him and stand behind him.

“What can I do for you?”, he replies as soon as I stop behind him.

“You don't have to speak formally”, I play with my hands and groan.

“Look, I want to apologize”

“For?”

“Challenging you and also making threats about going back to my family”

“If you want to, I won't stop you”, I stay silent for a time. He turns and stares at me.

He lifts his brow.

“I am sorry”, I glance down.

“Mmmh look up to him.

“It's okay, have you calmed down?”

“Yes”

“Some man is here claiming to be a Doctor!”

we turn and it's Thorne's mother.

“Come”, Sabelo takes my hand into his solid hand and we walk into the home.

We cut across to the living room as a man rises from the couch.

“Nathaniel” " the guy says as if he knows Thorne.

“I am glad you could make it at such short notice”, he says.

“I wanted to attend to you before I forget "the guy softly chuckles.

“Let's go upstairs to the guest room”, Thorne says as he leads the way with him holding my hand.

He is very formal with people. He should relax upbeat.

We arrived in the bedroom and the check-up commenced. I was sitting on the bed while I informed the doctor what was occurring with me. Thorne was standing at the entrance observing us while the process proceeded. The doctor collected some blood samples from me and also ordered me to urinate in a cup and I did just that. After some while we sat in quiet. He placed a stick in the cup and turned to us.

“We will have to wait 5 minutes for some immediate results.

“What could it be?”

“Anything? STD, Cancer, Anything really”, the doctor says and my heart beats fast.

I stared at Thorne when he stated that.