Hazel

As I opened the bathroom door, there was puke splayed everywhere, on the sink, in the bathtub and around the toilet seat. I gasped and felt a bile rise from my throat. I felt panic as I called out William's name. I searched every corner of his room, but he was nowhere to be found. I rushed inside my room, low and behold, he was there. He was curled up on my bed holding the throw pillow to himself and shivering. The AC was blasting at the corner, so I quickly switched it off. I walked up ...