Transformed - 11: Puke Time

There was nothing that seemed wrong. Everything looked fine. Better, I guess. I mean, no one suspected anything was wrong with me. They just thought I looked different. So one day after I had arrived, and I had no problems at all. Or so I thought.
How wrong.

Okay, I was doing well in controlling my thirst. I just had to stay careful around people, especially my sister. And yes, everyone had asked me where I had gone, but when I told them I didn't remember, they dropped it. Everyone was glad I had been found safely. More glad than necessary.

Nighttime had been extremely bad. I could hear everything that was happening in the house. It felt so disgusting, I tried to tune it out, but every noise was hammered into my head. I seriously felt like puking. As I could not sleep, I kept texting Aaliya and Mehreen. I even finished some of my economics assignment during the night.

Morning had been worse. I had to sit down for breakfast with my family. As I couldn't eat solids (according to mom) I had been served noodles. Yuck. It was like eating dead worms. As my vampire stomach could not digest it, I would have to throw it up later.

Worse, Rizwan had been watching me all through breakfast. It was irritating me so badly, I really wanted to shove the apple pie he was eating in his face.

It was afternoon now. I had refused to eat lunch, saying I was not hungry. I was sitting in front of the TV, but my mind was somewhere else. What was Rehan doing now? Was he thinking of me? Every time I remembered him I felt as if I were being tortured. His gorgeous face, the jet black hair that always fell over golden eyes, and the way he always grinned was like fire burning me up.

There was a knock on the door. I hurried inside to my parent's room. I could hear four people, two males and two females entering the house. I groaned. What the hell was happening?

I could hear the guests asking for my parents. Mom entered the room and smiled at me. I felt sick. She said in a smug voice, "Some people have arrived to visit you." For proposing no doubt, she thought.

Shit. What do I do now. I almost felt like puking. Puking!!! I've got to do something. And fast.

I put on a sick face and started coughing. Mom stopped smiling. "Are you alright?" she asked in a worried tone. "I need to go to the bathroom, mom." I said in a weak voice.

"Rumana, there are guests waiting for you."
"They can wait for some time, mom"
Before she said anything else, I ran towards the bathroom on purpose. I kept on coughing. On the way, I almost collided with Rizwan. "Move." I hissed. He grinned.
"Going to get ready for the guests?"
"Move or else you will regret it." He still didn't move.

My stomach, which had been churning, gave way and I threw up. All the noodles I had swallowed came out through. Rizwan yelled and stepped backward. I grinned at him. It felt so good to throw out those yucky stuff. Mom came and saw me puking. I pretended to try to go to the bathroom, and mom tried to help me. When she came closer, I pretended to faint. Someone caught me and put an arm around my waist. I didn't have to look to notice it was Rizwan. I grinned and threw up on his face.

He screamed like a girl and dropped me. When I opened my eyes I saw his hair covered with spew. I couldn't help but grin. My uncle lifted me up and said to the others, "She is still weak, let her rest, folks." Then I was carried to my room.

My uncle dropped me on the bed and left the room. My new cell beeped. There was a message from Rehan saying: Good one, sweetheart. I smiled. Downstairs, I could hear the guests, who had clearly seen everything, leave rather hastily. One proposal down. I grinned to myself. At least I was safe from proposals for some time.
Or so I thought.

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