My throat.
My throat.
My throat.
Ah.
I sat up, coughing like I was about to drown from the feeling.
My skin is burning.
My throat.
My throat.
Tears stung my eyes as the coughing wouldn't die down.
Water.
My chest was immensely sore, it was hard to catch any breaths.
Fuck.
I need water.
I began to whimper as the pain got worse and worse, I began to choke on my own coughs and tears.
"Hey, hey," a voice whispered lowly, "It's okay."
"W—w-water.. p-please."
I was just coughing and coughing.
Water.
Water.
Water.
After a moment or so, I was finally handed a cup.
Please, please be water.
Let it be water.
Just water.
Putting the cup to my lips, I poured the liquid in my mouth, not having much of a choice, but to swallow it, for I couldn't stop coughing.
But I had determined it was in fact water.
Taking several big gulps, I tried to suffice my overwhelming thirst. I tried to made the pain fade.
Hoping the water would help soothe my throat, I drank until the cup was empty.
It was only after I stopped drinking the water, that I realized I had been pulled into a hug.
My throat is still sore.
My chest still hurts.
I didn't say anything.
"Are you feeling any better?"
Looking up a him slowly, "yeah, t-thank you."
He placed his hand on my forehead and evaluated.
"You're burning up," he said in his normal voice, no longer whispering, but sounding tired.
His voice was more drawn out, sounding a bit deeper and had more of a gentle flow.
I looked at the time:
3:42 a.m.
Moving away from him, I said, "I'm sorry for waking you up so early."
I truly did feel guilty because I too was exhausted now.
I'd be falling asleep around this time on some days...
"It's alright María, I don't mind if it's for you."
I smiled.
I feel special.
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~Third Person POV~
The girl was running a fever and was obviously sick, she had to stay home from school.
With her father working from his office today, and her mother gone on another one of her business trips, they had the house to themselves.
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