Ghost's POV
I feel like shit. No like seriously, after Ricky fell asleep on me i felt a little funny so i took a nap as well. As soon as i woke up i knew i was basically gonna be bedridden because i felt really weak and tired. It was a feat just to stand upright, let alone walk. But i can't just lay around, we have a show tonight. I took a cold shower and got dressed for the show. i looked like an ACTUAL ghost, I was so pale and sickly looking.
Ricky took one look at me and shook his head. "Nope. Back to bed. you're too sick Devin." I allowed myself to be put to bed and be cared for by Ricky. I woke an hour before the show by sheer coincidence and felt even worse. I stood and immediately puked on myself and the floor. Josh came and cleaned the floor and i went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up.....again. When i walked back out Ricky was giving me a look and i sighed.
"I know......back to bed i go." I crawled into my bunk and passed out again. I hate to miss a show but i can't even stand without puking. Hope the guys can manage and the fans won't be too disappointed.
"Ghost wake up." someone was shaking my shoulder and i groaned. I rubbed my eyes and looked at Vinny hovering over me. "You're on the floor." He puts me on my feet and helped me back to bed.
"How'd i get there?"
"Well it reeks of puke in the bathroom so i think you woke to throw up then fell and didn't have the energy to get back up."
"Where's Ri-" I started coughing and hacking up a lung it felt like.
"I'm right here baby." Ricky walks up and I pulled his arm. I wanted him in the bunk because I wanna cuddle. I still feel like shit. Ricky looks at Vinny who was shaking his head firmly and then Ricky pouts.
"Alright fine, it's your health not mine." Vinny puts his hands up and walks away. Ricky then gets in the bunk with me and he puts his arms around me.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
