Annoying Adam

This Means War

And, by the time I finished puking, I was dry heaving. I don't know what happened today, but maybe all the stress from Adam was getting to me. No, it was probably just a bug.

By the time I was mostly done, I grabbed a plastic grocery bag and wandered downstairs, looking for saltines and 7-up for a little later. I was met with Angel trying to comfort a frantic Lizzy. Upon hearing me come in, her head shot up, and I saw the tear tracks down the side of her face, and Angel's look of relief, and started to back up. Lizzy rocketed to her feet and ran over to me. Luckily, she wasn't tall enough yet to squeeze me around the middle, or else I would have heaved all over her. As it was, I was lucky I didn't fall to the ground.

"Lizzy, please. I don't feel so good, but I'm okay. It didn't happen again." I'm pretty sure she thought I was being hurt by Adam when I rushed in afterwards. Somehow, I couldn't ever see Adam doing that. But then again, I couldn't see Henry doing it either. And look what happened.

I felt tears forming, but I was strong and angrily brushed them out of my eyes. Which caused a wave of nausea, and Angel rushed over to help steady me.

"Okay, um, I think Mom's staying late at work today Lizzy, so you know what that means?"

Her eyes lit up and the sparkle of tears was vanquished.

"Top Ramen!" she practically screamed.

"Yeah, and because I don't feel good, I don't want to get sick all over it, so you get to help Angel make dinner. Go wash your hands."

As she rushed off to wash her hands, I turned to Angel. "I'll get out the noodles, but you need to make them and help Lizzy make dinner. She knows what to do, but if she says anything about unhealthy food, don't listen. And make sure she eats all of her veggies."

I walked into the kitchen and got out a bag of Top Ramen, setting it on the kitchen counter. Then I grabbed my saltines, and, after thinking about it, two cans of 7-up. Angel was watching me, and I think I saw sympathy in her eyes.

"Hey, I'll be fine. This has happened before. But you might not want to stay in the same room as me for a couple of days, so we'll stick you..." I looked around, thinking. "Would you be fine if I just moved your mattress into the living room? Lizzy would be a little crazy if you stayed in her room, and she needs all of her sleep, or she turns into a grumpy little troll."

That's when she poked her head into the kitchen. "Sissy!"

I turned towards her, my face innocent. "What, Liz?"

She scowled at me, but I raised an eyebrow. "Do you want noodles?"

"Yeah..."

"Then get that look off your face." She complied, although after sticking her tongue out at me. I went to tickle her, but she ran away, and I didn't feel like chasing her. Snatching my food and drink off the counter, I walked upstairs, ready for a good nap and-well, a good nap. I wasn't sure if I was going to school or not tomorrow. I'll see. We'll see.

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When the alarm clock started to buzz, I slapped it and rolled over. I felt just as bad now as I had right after I finished puking. Burying my head in the sheets, I almost didn't hear the buzzing of my phone.

I picked it up and checked the message.

You must be tired after running through my mind all day. -A

You look like a creeper. -S

I know how to please a woman. -A

Then please leave me alone -S