Pieced Together Again

Helping Each Other Out- Chapter 16

*Andrea's POV*

I dropped my suitcase next to the door and headed into the kitchen. I saw some leftover enchiladas in some Tupperware, which was probably courtesy of Rebecca’s mom. I placed them on a baking sheet and then in the oven.

I went back to grab my suitcase and headed upstairs to my room. It was only 4:25 P.M. and I knew Jason wasn't going to be home until six because he's working, so I sent him a quick text message letting him know that I was home.

I changed into comfortable sweats and pulled up my hair into a bun. I went ran back downstairs to take my enchiladas out of the oven. I placed my food on a plate and moved into the living room. I left my food on the coffee table to cool down and I repeatedly clicked through the channels, but my heart wasn't into watching TV; my heart was with a boy I thought I knew everything about.

I was a little hurt that he thought that I wouldn't want to be with him if I knew that he had had a previous problem with alcohol. I didn't care about any of that because that was what we had each other for, to be there for one another in our darkest times so that we could help each other through it.

I know that he was scared about what I would think but he should have known me better than that. I wasn't mad at him though, but when he said that I was a great help in him being sober, I felt a lot of pressure on myself. I would understand if he said that I was a motivation to be alcohol free, but it was a different thing when he said I was the reason he was sober. I just wanted to give him enough time to realize that he is strong enough to stay sober on his own because it was his own decision and not something that revolved around impressing me.

So, I spent the rest of my afternoon staring blankly at the TV and I finished off my enchiladas which did taste a bit off but I ate them anyway. By the time Jason got home, I felt like I was burning up and that I was just about to throw up my enchiladas.

"Hey little one! How was your trip? Did you-" Jason started to ask me when he entered the house but I had already bolted to the bathroom.

I spilled out the contents of what I had eaten today into the toilet. I let out a groan and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I got up and brushed my teeth in the sink.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Jason asked me as he leaned on the doorframe while he watched me with a concerned look.

"Yes, I think it was the leftover enchiladas," I mumbled.

"Enchiladas? Where did you get that from?" He asked.

"There was some on the counter," I told him as I held onto the counter because I had been overwhelmed with a dizzy spell.

"Whoa, okay it doesn't matter. You better get to bed." Jason came over and threw my arm over his shoulder and helped me up to my room.

"Thanks," I replied groggily when he dumped me on the bed. He tucked me into bed and then stood over me, staring. "I'll be fine. I'm probably coming down with the flu or something."

I don't know why I had started feeling so weak and sleepy. Those enchiladas must have been bad.

"I hope you feel better. You have school tomorrow so you better rest up. I'll come check on you in a bit." He bent down and placed his palm against my forehead. "Andrea! You're burning up! I'll be right back," he said as he quickly scurried out of the room.

I groaned and rested my head against my soft pillow. I actually didn't feel hot; I felt cold and started shivering. What is going on with me?!

"Here put this on your forehead," Jason demanded as he placed a damp cloth on my face.