𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒, benny rodriguez.

vi.

✭ .・。.・゜

THE SUN HAD lit up my room, waking me up. i rubbed my eyes, and as soon as i stood up i felt nauseous. i felt the warm substance coming up, so i quickly ran to the bathroom.
the vomit tore through my throat and into the toilet.

after i was done, i sat on the floor. i hated throwing up. but i knew i was too sick to go to the sandlot, so i had to tell isaac. i stood up and flushed the toilet, then i brushed my teeth. i felt weak, like i was gonna colapse at any moment.

i walked downstairs, and thankfully isaac was sitting on the couch. my mom had to work mornings this week.

"isaac, can you tell scotty i dont feel like coming to the sandlot today. i feel like death"

"yeah, sure. i'll get you medicine" he said, standing up. i smiled and walked back to my room.

i had nothing to do but sleep. my head was starting to hurt, and even though i basically puked my brains out i still felt naseous.

a couple minutes later, isaac came in with a bowl of cereal, medicine, and a pack of oreos.

"i hope you can eat this without throwing up" he said.

he carefully sat the items down. "thank you. i'll try to eat it"

"also, benny was at the door today. he asked where you were and he seemed disappointed you didn't come today" he smirked.

i smiled. since the day at the pool, me and benny have grown closer, along with the other sandlot boys. bertram and denunez always teased me about liking benny— but i always denied it.

"and uh, carmen is coming over next week. she's visiting her uncle and she wants to stay over i guess" he said.

"then why can't she stay at her uncles? if she does anything stupid i will not hesitate to beat her ass" i said.

he looked kind of surprised, but he knew i hated carmen. last year, i was so close to punching her in the face because of what she said about my bestfriend.

"yeah, i know. but i don't like arguing with her ally, you know this"

"fine then. i don't care" i rolled my eyes. he still sat on the edge of the bed, fidgeting with his fingers.

"your gonna get sick if you stay in here any longer" i said.

he didn't say anything, he just got up and walked out. carmen didn't deserve him at all— she's hurt him way too many times.

i ate some cereal, and then i took the medicine. after that i decided to take a nap since my headache had gotten worse.

I WOKE up to the sound of knocking on my door. i sat up and rubbed my eyes. my headache was still there, but not as bad.

"come in!!" i yelled. scotty slightly opened the door and stuck his head in.

"don't be mad" he smiled nervously.

i sat there confused. "what?"

he opened the door and walked in. behind him followed all of the sandlot boys— including isaac. i hoped to god i didn't look like a mess because benny was the second to walk in.