The sound of running water in the bathroom causes me to yank a pillow from behind my head and cover my face with it. Eugene always took showers in the morning. I took the pillow off my face and glanced over to see Eugene's naked body through the glass tiles that show into the shower. He was washing his long brown hair. I sat up and stretched my arms. Then, I got out of bed and started walking to the bathroom.
Halfway there I felt nauseous. I slowed down and held my stomach. I walked through the entryway then felt the need to throw up. And it was a very strong feeling.
Quickly I ran to the small room the toilet was in, flung he glass door open, and knelt down in front of it. Eugene wasn't far behind me. As soon as I started hurling into the toilet he was kneeling right beside me rubbing my back.
When I was finished, I sat against the wall and closed my eyes, trying to think of why I just threw up. Eugene flushed the toilet then sat next to me. He rubbed my arm and stared at me until I opened my eyes.
"Are you alright?" he asked smoothing down the pieces of hair that were sticking up.
"I'm fine now. I don't know what that was even about. I didn't feel sick when I first woke up. I started walking to the bathroom and started getting sick."
"You are sure you are fine now?" he had a very worried look on his face. "I don't want you to be sick."
"I feel completely normal Eugene. Don't worry." I gave him a small smile. He got up and offered me his hand.
"Well I think you should take a bath or something. Just to make sure you are ok."
"Only if you draw it for me." I took his hands and stood up, feeling as if I had never even thrown up.
"Alright I'll draw your bath."
"Thank you sweet heart." I gave him a light kiss on the cheek before walking back into the bedroom. I removed my night gown behind the dressing screens and put on a thin, almost see through, robe. I walked back into the bathroom to find Eugene dumping bubble bath into the water.
"How sweet." I stood in the doorway watching him.
He looked up and smiled. I walked over and sat on the side of the tub with him.
"Maybe we should go down to the doctor and see if you have the flew." Eugene didn't look up from the water. Instead, he kept feeling how warm the water was then adjusting it.
"Oh stop that Eugene. I am fine. It was probably something I ate for dinner last night."
"Ok ok. It just freaked me out a bit."
"Me too. But I am alright."
I gave him a hug. His fingers ran through my hair before we pulled away. He turned off the water and stood up.
"I'll give you some privacy. I love you Rapunzel."
"I love you too Eugene."
Leaving it at that, he walked into the bedroom and started making the bed. I untied my robe and let it fall to the floor. I poked my toe into the warm water and smiled. I looked back over at Eugene. He laughed to himself then glanced up at me. I shot him a flirty smile then stepped into the bath tub. I lowered myself into the warm bubbly water, then layed my head back. I put my hands on my stomach. It felt...bigger than usual. I poked it and was surprised at how hard it was. I sat up and tried to move the bubbles away. I stuck out a bit more than normal but I decided not to worry about it. I had been eating a lot anyways.
When I was done with my bath, I drained the tub, dried off, and wrapped myself in my robe. I changed behind the dressing screens into my evening dress and joined Eugene in a chair by the fireplace. The curtains were closed and the two lights by our bed were on. Eugene took my hand, not looking up from his book. I stared into the fire. It looked as if it was dancing.