chapter 2 - rumbles

“Ugggghhh… what happened?”

Naomi’s hands rubbed against her sensitive eyes before the sleepy woman released a loan yawn. As the young woman’s eyes adjusted and the world materialized around her, Naomi found herself back in the passenger seat of the Jeep they had rented for their ruins adventure.

“Hey sleepy head! You passed out back at the ruins and I carried you back to the car. There’s a water on the floor, you should probably drink some. You were right babe, we should have just stayed in the resort. We’ll be back soon and I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

Naomi groaned. A part of her was extremely upset at her husband and wanted to scream at him for taking them out there in the first place, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Feeling sapped of her energy, the small Asian woman cracked open a large water bottle and began chugging, the sizable volume of liquid rapidly flowing past her lips. After only a few seconds of driving, Josh turned his eyes back to his wife as she grabbed a second bottle and proceeded to repeat until she had gone through two bottles in under a minute.

“BRRRUURRRP”

Josh gave his wife a curious stare. “Umm, are you ok babe?”

Naomi had only belched out loud twice in the five years he had known her, and she was always extremely embarrassed afterwards. Yet her face sat expressionless as she stared out the front windshield.

Suspiciously turning his attention back to the road, the couple drove in silence for a few moments before a loud grunt broke the peace.

“Ohhh goddddd,” Naomi groaned as she curled up in her seat.

Giving his wife a look of concern, Josh began to slow down the vehicle as he watched the woman grimace in discomfort. “Naomi what’s wrong? Was something wrong with the water?”

Clinching her stomach, the writhing woman moaned in pain. “God I’m so… so… I’m so fucking hungry!”

Thinking fast, Josh reached into the backseat and pulled out a box of various protein bars and trail mix bags he had brought just in case. “Here, eat this until-“

Like a demon possessed, Naomi snatched the box from his hands, tearing into a pack of trail mix and guzzling it down her throat. With eyes wide open, Josh watched as his slim wife devoured half their rations in under a minute, her hands smearing chocolate and peanut butter everywhere as the floor quickly filled with wrappers. As the last crumbs of food disappeared down the Asian woman’s throat, a loud roar emitted from her gut, and Naomi was once again in pain.

“Don’t just sit there damnit, get me some goddamn food!”