The chat went wild. “Fake!” “He’s lost it.” “Scripted.” Panic set in. Without the vomit, there was no show. Without the show, there was no mask. Without the mask… there was only Kai.
“Disgust,” he said softly. “Not at the mud. At myself. For believing that if I just performed the puke perfectly enough, he’d finally say he loved me.” Puke Face -Facial Abuse Puke Face-
Kai drank it. He waited for the burn, the primal heave. Nothing happened. He tried to force it. He stuck his fingers down his throat. He gagged. He coughed. But nothing came up. The chat went wild
He didn’t vomit. He wept .
“And what did you feel?” Dr. Elara asked. Puke Face -Facial Abuse Puke Face-