18. Feeling Sick

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Jessica's Pov

Today I woke up and I felt terrible. I simply opened my eyes and looked up at the ceiling to try and help with the feeling of discomfort. I feel like I'm gonna be sick to my stomach. Almost immediately, I rolled off my bed and went directly to the bathroom. I lifted the TOLIET seat and sat on the ground. I know what's coming and I know I'll feel better once I throw up. Eventually I do. I don't know what's wrong with me either. A few moments pass and I hear some foot steps near the door. I can only imagine that it is Gabby.

"Jessica, Get out of the bathroom!"

"I can't!"

There was a simple pause before she replied.

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I can't move or I'm going to throw up again."

"I'll go and get mom."

I sat near the toilet as I waited for my stomach to relax. I was dry heaving for a couple minutes before my mind told my body to stop. I don't understand why this is happening to me. Did I eat something bad? Was it those damn chicken fingers I put in the oven yesterday? Or is it because of other things. I mean I did just start trying newer foods. Maybe it can even be the schools nasty ass lunches. What if— no, we will not go there.

There was three knocks on the bathroom door and than my mother came in. She brought me some chicken noodle soup like she usually does and brought me a old sunflower sheet. That's when we know we are staying home for the day. I felt my stomach twist and turn. I rest my head against the wall and my mom goes into my room to grab my phone.

"It says have a good day at school from Mason."

"It's just Patrick. He sent it."

"So he texted you using Mason's phone?"

"Yeah they had a hang out this morning for practice and he let me know he forgot his phone."

She nodded her head and left the bathroom. A few moments later I got sick again and ended up going to my room to watch my tv show. It's like about this super hero who loses his power. It sucks but it's really interesting. Plus it helps distract myself from getting sick again. I haven't touched the soap my mother brought me; it's honestly just been sitting on the night stand near my bed. I think I might have even dosed off for a few minutes.

I got back up and used the bathroom. I hate being sick. I just hate it. Plus then you feel sick and it gives you more work to do in school. Maybe I should work on my school work that I still haven't done.

There were three knocks on my bedroom door and than it opened. It revealed my mom.

"There is someone here to see you."

It was Chad. Why is he visiting me? Out of all people it's Chad? Mason can't even visit me.

"If he isn't gone in the next half an hour I will call the cops."

"Okay. He will be gone. I promise."

"Good. Now try and rest; you really need sleep. You have bags under bags."

"Yes, now please leave."

She left the door open as usual and went down stairs.

"Chad, what's up?"

"Abby was worried about you so she asked me to check up on you. You all good?"

"I'm just feeling a bit under the weather. You know you could've just called right?"

"Yeah. I just prefer the more direct conversation with a person. Plus social interaction for me is a must have."

"That's fair, but what if this is the flu?"

"Well, I'll get sick in about a week, but at least I can say I was there for you."

"That's for sure."

"We'll get some rest Jessica. I don't wanna get you in trouble. Plus I'd prefer not to get the cops called on me."

"Alrighty. I'm gonna pass out. Have a great day."

"I'll try. See you later, Jess"


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