3️⃣ What Next

13. Long days.

"Baby" he says getting into the car. He puts his hand on my knee. "You okay" he ask shaking my my knee softly to wake me up.

"No" I whisper. It's all I could do my throat hurt so bad. I lean back toward Billy.

"Let's get you home" he says. And he drives home. Scarlett and I sleep the whole way home.

I am woken up to Billy opening my door. "Come on Baby, let's go inside" he says holding out his hand. I take it I look back my to see the car is empty.

I follow him into the house. I walk into the living room to grab some luggage to take upstairs.

"Babe come on. Just go up to bed I can get it" he smiles at me.

"I'm fine, I'll help you" I smile grabbing one of the bags.

"Come on" he says grabbing my waist. He picks me up and Carrie's me upstairs.

"Here you go" he says laying me down. I lay in the bed. I roll over and I push the covers off me. I slip out of my leggings and billy goes to leave. He takes off his shirt and hands it to me.

"Baby" I whisper softly. "Hmm" he says Turing around from the door. "Stay" I whisper and I pat the bed. My throat hurt so bad. Billy smiles at me from the door.

He shuts the door. He walks back over to the bed and lays down. He holds his right arm up and move into his side. He wraps his arm around my back. He kisses the top of my head and I fall asleep. The last I looked at the clock it says 2:28 pm. When I woke up next it said 8:32. Billy was gone. Scarlett was gone too. I was feeling a little better. I stand up and I feel my head. I was burning up. Sweating almost.

I walk out of the room and down to the living room. Billy was sitting on the floor playing with Scar.

"Uh oh" she says when I walk in. She looked so much better. She was happy. She seemed like herself. I on the other felt like shit. My throat hurt, I was sweating and cold at the same time, j felt like my head weighed 1000 pounds and I looked like hell.

"Do I look that bad, Bug" I say waving at her. Billy looked at me and half smiled. "You look gorgeous babe" Billy whispers. As I sit on the couch behind them. He leans back into my legs. I softly rub his shoulders as he holds Scar.

"I'm sorry I'm not much help" I whisper leaning back on the couch. My head rest back on the couch.

"Baby stop" he says as he rub my hand on his shoulder. "You just need to rest up and you'll feel so much better" he says. "I can be dada and momma for a few days" I lean forward and kisses the top of his head.

He was playing with Scarlett. She had a toy and Billy was pressing the buttons on the toy. "Mama" she says. Billy gasp and I sit up quickly.

"Did she just say mama" I ask to Billy. He nods and smiles at me. Billy looks at her and says "now say dada" he laughs. He just keeps repeating dada. He laughs and smiles at me. Then he kisses my hand.

I stand up and I go to the bathroom and grabs some cold medicine. I also grab a cup of water. I stop at the stairs and says "I'll be back down later"

I walk to the room and I lay down. I turn on the tv and I just lay for a while. I was starting to feel better but I still didn't feel good.

About an hour later they came upstairs.
I was watching a movie and Billy smiled at me. I smiled back. He laid Scarlett in her bed. He went into the bathroom and came back out ready for bed. He moved close to me.

"Uhh no" I said pushing him back to his side.

"Damn" he said moving away. "Someone's in a pissy mood" he says rolling over.

"I don't feel good and your getting right next to me" I say in a pissy tone.

"Damn sorry I'm trying to be there for you. Remind me never to do that again" he replies in a harsh tone.

"Don't worry I sure as hell won't do that" I whisper back.

"Damn" he whispers before we both go quiet. I laid their for a while. I heard him sleeping. I went downstairs and grabbed more water and another dose of medicine. I took it and I looked around at the house. It was spotless. Every bag was put away. The kitchen was clean. The floors swept. The toys put away. I felt horrible for how I treated Billy. I went back upstairs. I crawled in bed. He was facing my side of the bed. I cuddled right into him. He backed up a bit and open his eyes.

"I'm sorry baby" I whisper.

"It's okay baby, you don't feel good. I should've asked first" he whispers back in a sleepy voice.

"I'm sorry - I blew it out of proportion. You were just trying to help" I say rubbing his cheek with my thumb.

He kisses my forehead. This wakes him up. "Babe your so warm" he says concerned.

"Really" I say looking at him. He nods. And goes to the medicine cabinet. He comes back with the thermometer. He takes my temperature. It was 102.6°.

"Babe we need to get you to a doctor" he says. "Your temperature is way to high" he says standing up.

He runs to Dustin's room. Dustin comes in and lays in our bed. I stand up. "What are you doing" I say concerned.

"I'm taking you to the ER" he says. "Dust is going to stay in here with Scar. Here put these on" he says calmly grabbing my leggings and tossing them my way.

I do as I'm told and I fix my hair into a messy bun. I grab my glasses and slip them on. I grab a coat and slip it on.

Billy and I head to the car. I get in the passenger seat. He drives to the ER. "Billy slow down" I whisper. He was driving so fast.

"Sorry baby" he says slowing down. "I'm just worried" he continues.

When we get there he walks in with me. I fill out the papers and we wait for about 2 hours. I lay my head on Billy's shoulder. He puts his arm right over my chair and his left propped up his head. He was watching a rerun of a football game on the tv above our heads. I was flipping through a magazine. Finally they called my name. We both stood up. I followed first behind the doctor and billy behind me. I sat up on the bed.

"So what's going on" he ask smiling at me.

"Well we just came back from a vacation this morning. When we left our daughter had a bit of a fever and was fussy. I got her temperature under control but my fever hasn't gone away and medicine I've been taking isn't getting better. Billy, my fiancé" I froze. Is that what I was suppose to call him. We'd decided to hold off on the engagement for now, I wanted to look his way but I was nervous. Finally when I did he was smiling. So I continued "climbed in bed tonight and felt my forehead and then took my temperature and it was" I look at billy.

"102.6°" he says holding my hand.

"Oh wow, we'll your lucky to be marrying someone who cares so much for you" he smiles at Billy. Billy nods softly back. I can't help but smiling.

The doctor examines me. "This is one of the worst cases of strep I've seen in a while." He concludes. He writes a prescription and tells us to wait while the ER fills it. We do.

There was an awkward silences. Finally, I turn to Billy. "I'm so sorry" I say smiling at him. "I wasn't thinking when I said Fiancé."

He smirks. "You don't have to have that ring on your finger for me to know your mine forever" he says holding my hand. He kisses it. I smile at him. He winks. But as much as I knew that was suppose to make me feel better. It kind of worried me.