Coming out the ladies room was the most embarrassing moment of my life. And I have a long record of humiliating moments. I would really hate for Edward to look at me and think I am weird after randomly vomiting at the cinema out the of blue. Not to mention, Alice was frantic all over me, checking my forehead for a temperature, and pulling the hair out of my face. I honestly felt like I was helpless and Alice had to look after me. When her skin touched my face it stung from the cold, just like Edward’s. My stomach pretty much hated me at this point. I felt like yelling after the fifth time I was dry reaching into the bowl of the toilet, I mean by this stage there was literally nothing left in my stomach, my muscles were beginning to ache from all the tensing.
When I finally made my way out, Alice was holding my hand in case I may keel over, I noticed as I passed a mirror cabinet that hung on the wall that I looked like I literally emerged from the toilet itself. My hair dripping of water with chucks of pancakes and my face was a bright scarlet. I would do anything right now for a brown paper bag to put over my head, on second thought,...