New Haze

In The Dark

Oliver sat up from his bed in a cold sweat, He looked around confused and frantic he wasn't dreaming but felt like he'd been splashed with cold water. He calms down enough to realize this surging pain through his chest. "Heart burn?  I didn't eat anything spicy..the hell?" He spoke aloud trying o gather his surroundings. He wasn't even sure he could stand the pain was unbearable. After two long minutes of groaning and twisting and turning he finds the strength to walk to his bathroom for Prevacid, He finds the pill bottle and reads the label noticing how blurry his vision has become, He brushes it off and pops a pill washing it down and looking at the blurry clock reading 6:02 or 9:02 he groans at new found head ache and decides not to go to work but instead sleep hoping his odd morning sickness disappears by noon. He woke up from his hibernation seeing that his visions cleared and his heart burns vanished he assumes he's okay now to go down stares to eat. Oliver makes his way down the stares to see the clock reading 12:56 p.m. he'd sleepy the whole day. A little bit later he doesn't feel the need to sleep due to his 48 hour nap he had he decides to stay up the next twelve hours to make up for the sleep. Almost an hour later of a draining feeling and sluggish walking cleaning he sits starting to believe he has a cold, he opens his phone to google and types in his symptoms seeing nothing come up that's nearly close to what he's experiencing. He sets his phone down and realizes he hasn't ate, getting up he heads to cook food and sees the left over salad he didn't finish eating, he reaches to grab said salad but instead turns to the sink throwing up a green. Oliver pauses at the sight, maybe its the salad? He washed the sink out and grabbed his phone looking at thee message from his boss asking him where he's been.
A long 6 hours later he sits drained on the couch pale and stiff feeling his stomach turn and flop, his throat gag, his chest collapsing, his heart racing, and the mass amount of sweat he's been leaking from his body drenching his clothes. He new he should go to a doctor but he was just to sick maybe call his mother? Not a chance, he could get her sick, not to mention she old and frail as it is seeing her die to his fault should shatter him. He looked through his contacts seeing the lack of friends and the lack of people that are actually available, except his ex, no way in hell was he going to call her to pick him up because he's "sick" she already thinks he cheated why would she want to help him? He decided on waiting the odd illness out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(<~498 words. these will be short chapters due to my ability to focus and stay attached to a story! Which means LOTS OF CHAPTERS~>)