Fear (Various X Reader)

🍭1x02 "So Close Yet So Far"🍭

🚨Read this chapter if you chose to visit Nick in the hospital instead of going to school🚨

I regained consciousness inside Travis' truck. I tried to look up, but pain shot through my head as the sunlight hit my eyes. I groaned in pain and buried my face in my hands. "Are you okay, Y/N?" I heard Nick ask me. I would have nodded my head, but it only made my head throb even more. Even though I was unconscious a few seconds ago, I felt intensely drowsy still.

"Ugh, it feels like my head is splitting," I groaned. I felt him shift around in his seat next to me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do," Nick apologized.

"It's fine," I mumbled, then turned my body to put my head on his shoulder. I gripped the sleeve of his beige jacket as an outlet to express the amount of pain I was feeling. "Please tell me that was just a nightmare," I whispered. Nick stayed silent. His silence gave me my answer.

"My mom and Travis are getting Alicia. We're going to..." I couldn't listen to the rest of his sentence because I drifted off to sleep again. When I woke up, I was in someone's bedroom. I could feel some awkward tension on my forehead, so I lifted my fingers and felt a bandage covering my head wound. Hopefully, I won't have a massive scar slapped across my forehead once this heals. I didn't want to get up anytime soon, but I heard people fighting in one of the other rooms, which irritated my migraine even more. I got up and left the bedroom. Once I stepped into the hallway, I immediately recognized whose household this was. It was the Clarks' house. The room I had been placed in was either Madison's or Alicia's room since I didn't recognize it at all. The arguing stopped once someone slammed the front door closed. I could hear Nick calling after the person until there was a large thud. I ran into the living room and saw Nick seizing on the floor. I froze in shock. I have never dealt with a seizure before. What the hell do I do? Nick projectile vomited onto himself, which snapped me out of my shocked state. "Nick?!" I exclaimed, then kneeled beside him. That's when Alicia, Nick's little sister, rushed into the house.

"No, no, no!" Alicia threw her things off to the side and took control of caring for Nick. Thank god she's here.

"What do we do?!" I asked, completely in a panic. She turned Nick onto his side so he wouldn't choke on his vomit. There was nothing else we could do. We just had to wait for it to end. I felt so helpless watching Nick suffer right in front of me. Thankfully, he made it through. Alicia and I moved Nick to the couch so he could be more comfortable. She cleaned the vomit off the wooden floor, and I was in charge of cleaning up Nick. "How're ya holding up, hmm?" I asked him with a soft voice. He groaned as a response. He's probably going through withdrawal. He hasn't been able to have any drugs in the hospital, and I assume Calvin never gave him anything since he was planning on killing Nick anyway. I used a wet towel to wipe the vomit off his face and shirt. I regretted not wearing gloves or some other type of protection, though, because my fingers did directly touch his bodily fluids more than a few times.

"She should have been back by now," Alicia pointed out.

"Where did Travis and Madison go anyway?" I asked Alicia. I haven't seen Alicia in a long time. We were never really friends, but we have interacted in the past through Nick. She seems genuinely chill, actually, but we never had the chance to become closer to each other.

"Mom went to go find some drugs to help Nick feel better, and Travis went to go get his son and ex-wife," Alicia answered as she scrubbed the floor. That's when it hit me.

"Shit! I need to call my sister!" I exclaimed in a panic and shot up, running to the guest room to get my phone. I dialed my sister's number so fast that the changes on my screen became a blur to me. She answered within a few rings instead of leaving me hanging.