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Aonung pov:
I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm ringing. I had forgotten to set it off for the weekend thinking I had school today. As I tried to lift my body up, I was hit by a painful sensation. My head was ringing, everything hurt, I felt weak and I was starting to panic. No no this can't be happening I thought to myself. I hated being sick. It was the one feeling I hated the most. I was the one in the family who never got sick and I was very proud of It. It was something I thrived on and I 100 percent thought it was a flex.
After a few minutes of struggling I decided to lift myself up from bed and head to my bathroom. After getting in I immediately reached for my brush and toothpaste , struggling to get the paste on it because it was near finished. I looked at my reflection through the mirror, hating the way my face looked. They'll definitely know I'm sick I thought to myself. As much as I hated being/feeling sick I also hated the way I got treated. Nothing bad happens it's just my mom starts freaking out and over reacting. She literally lets me do nothing and would force me not to leave her sight.
When I was done brushing my teeth, I washed my face with warm water and some soap thing neteyam had force me to start using. I wasn't a big fan of skin care because have you seen my skin!? It's already perfect and clear! I don't need this chemicals damaging my work of an art face but for neteyam I'll let it slide. I walked back into my room, fixing my bed, a habit I had taken from neteyam. Fuck he really is changing me..in good way. I don't know why I even bothered fixing it because as soon as I was done I layed right back on it. My head was hurting really bad. My skin felt hot, and my stomach was turning. I tried to push all the warnings away, thinking maybe my body is just glitching and it'll go away in a few hours.
I wanted to stay in my room all day because i had no energy. I decided to head down stair and greet and my parents and sister before coming back to my room and sleeping the sickness away. That should work right? Just fall asleep, wake up and feel better! That should do the trick. I head down stairs, seeing tsireya in the kitchen making herself something to eat. "Good morning" I said to her. She gave me a confused look which I returned back. "What?" I asked as I pretend to also get something to eat. "Why do you look like that" tsireya asked, moving towards me to touch my forehead. "Stop" I said as I knocked her hand away. "Are you sick?" She asked, worried laced in her voice. "No, my room is so hot for some fucking reason, I've been telling dad to fix my AC" I replied as fast as I could probably giving away the lie. "Dude I know your sick" she said with a bored expression. "It's so obvious, wait here I'll get you medicine". I hated medicine..especially pills. When I was younger I had taken a pill I wasn't supposed to and it got stuck in my throat. Ever since then I had a phobia for swallowing pills.
"Reya it's fine I don't need it. Please don't tell mom and dad I just need more sleep, I'll be okay". I didn't wait for her respond as I quickly grab the fruit bowl she had made for herself and headed straight to my room. I could hear her screaming at me but I couldn't understand the words she was saying since I was already at my door. I entered my room panting and walked over to my desk, placing the fruit bowl I had stolen from my sister. In that moment I felt a little guilty knowing I wasn't going to eat it. I walked back to my bed, letting my body fall on it as I tried to surpass the migraine that kept forming. I tried to think of what might have caused me to be sick when suddenly my train of thoughts were cut by the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned in pain, not wanting to get up from the comfortable position I was. It took a few seconds and I was up from my bed, grabbing my phone while paying no attention to the caller ID and answering.
