Fat Girl In A Little Coat

Part 35

I must have fallen asleep in Billy's arms, he was sleeping as well. I watched him sleep for a little while, awe a little snore. How cute... If I told him that I can hear it in my head. 'UGH Mayflower, my snoring isn't cute. Stop it.' I closed my eyes and went right back to sleep. Listening to his breathing soothed my heart beat. Billy woke me up as I'm still cold as can be, he had brought more coffee or tea to warm me up.

"Oh Mayflower, I think I should take you to the doctors so they can help you."

"I'm fine. I just might be coming down with something that's all." Moving his coat to be in the front of my chest.

Feeling my forehead. "You might be right since your forehead feels a little warm."

"Great now I'm going to get you sick... Which I don't want... You better go. I'll have Billy wash your coat when he gets home." That explains why I feel faint today and my head hurts.

"I'm not leaving, until you're better Mayflower."

Okay I wont fight with a guy who wants to stay and take care of me. I drank the coffee as I had fallen back to sleep. Billy went on doing his homework. I think I woke up around one am with sweat coming down, Billy was up with a cool washcloth as he handed it to me.

"It's alright Mayflower it was just a bad dream." Patting away the sweat, I touched his cheek.

"I guess I'll be taking care of you when you are ill." I muttered.

"You'd better."

Falling back to sleep, my alarm went off. Billy hits it as we both look at each other, I sorta smiled at him when I felt like I had to rush to the bathroom. Behind the closed door Billy stands outside the door, I wouldn't let him in. I don't want him to see what I puke up or the smell of it. A handsome guy taking care of an ugly gal like me, is a turn off.

"How about this, I'll cover my eyes and you can lead me to were I can give you some water."

My sleeve removes the puke that was left on the side of my mouth. "No. I'm not even finished." I went back to puke again.

I could hear him sigh out of pity for me I would say, I don't picture him as a guy wanting to take care of a girl. I'm weak, for the last flush I sprayed so it would smell somewhat nice in here. My color is gone, food? yuck. I could fall asleep on the floor and not even think about it.

Changing my shirt before I go out there is another crop top that I own. I slipped that on as I opened the door. Billy's hands were on his hips, it was like he felt bad for me. "Steve is ordering some soup for you."

"Ugh." I moaned.

"I know, but maybe the spicy soup might help."

"How?" Wait how did he know that? Steve and Pipi are the only two that know that. Steve wouldn't blab his mouth.

"Steve. I could hear him ordering down stairs."

Getting back into bed. "I'm sorry for all of this."

"Why? It's not like you wanted this in the first place. Listen I'm going to leave for a little bit and I'll be right back, okay?"

I nod my head as I pulled the covers over my head. I do not want to see the sunlight in this room whatsoever, but he left them open. I don't know how long he's going to be gone for, or maybe this is just a nicer way to leave me, because he doesn't want me to feel bad like I already am.. I sat up and he is still here.

"When you leave can you give me OJ?"

Billy turns to face me. "I already left and came back. Besides I already got you some." He takes it out of the bag.

"You did?" I'm at a loss.

"Whatever this is, is kicking your ass in high gear." I agree it is.

Billy took care of me for the rest of the night so I could sleep peacefully. He would put a washcloth on my face to keep me cool. Slowly I started to wake up and felt a little better.

"Billy?"

"Yes Mayflower?"

"Thank you for taking care of me."

"You're welcome I guess." He gently pushes me back down on the bed. "I'm going to warm up your soup." He left. He sounded sad and very hurt.