Sofia
My throat burns from the bile I just retched up. I sit on the cold bathroom floor and hold my stomach. I am about two months along in this pregnancy, and every morning for a week, I have gotten morning sickness. I groan as I hold my growing belly. I have even begun to feel my babies moving, and it pains me that Malcolm isn’t here to feel it too.
“Sofia!” Aunt Alicia screams and pounds on the door. “Get your useless ass up!”
“I’m up!” I scream back and slowly get to my feet. I turn on the water and rinse my mouth as my aunt bursts into the bathroom.
“You aren’t even dressed, you dumb skank,” She sneers.
I roll my eyes and spit vomit-flavored water into the sink. “I literally just got out of bed and came in here to vomit,” I state.
“You were supposed to be up and ready to go five
