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I've got you | S.J

S.J
Age: 14
TW: sickness? dizziness and stuff like that

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Scarlett is y/ns mother in this. (There's no Rose or Colin in this, it's all about us again)

The blaring alarm rang throughout my room in the early hours of the morning, causing me to groan. That sound goes through my fucking head.

I turn it off and sit up but something feels off. My head spins as I pull myself upright and an uneasy feeling twists in my stomach. I feel sticky and overheated from the blankets so I kick them off me, enjoying the cooler air.

I drop my head into my hands and take a few breaths before reaching to my drink bottle and chugging down the last half of it. Unfortunately the scratching pain in my throat doesn't go away, so I have 2 panadols from the drawer in my desk and stand up, using the wall for some balance. 

 I go out into the kitchen to find something light to eat, and see my mum sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand. 

"Good morning", she says, smiling up at me.
"morning", I say hoarsely, not realizing how weak my voice was. 

A furrow appeared on her face as she heard me. 
"You feeling okay?"
"Yeah, just a bit iffy", I try to brush it off but she puts down her coffee and walks over to me. She gently presses the back of her hand to my forehead and as she does she gasps lightly and shakes her head. 

"Aw baby you're burning. You can go back to bed angel, you're in no state to be going to school".
"I'll be fi-", I started, but I was stopped by mum pulling me into a hug. 

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you", she stated, and I gave in. "Can you walk back to bed okay?", she asked, seeing how uneasy I was. 

"Yeah", I nodded, but as I tried to walk my knees kept shaking and I had to hold onto the kitchen table to steady myself as my head spun. I felt hands around me holding me up and I fell back into my mums arms. 

"Sorry", I breathed shakily. "I-".
"It's okay y/n", she picked me up with ease, one hand under my back and the other under my legs. "I've got you".

She carried me back to my room and placed me softly on the bed, pulling up the covers. 
"Mum no it's so hot", but as I spoke I felt a chill go through me.
"I know honey but you have to burn it out".

I shifted uncomfortably under the covers and a streaking pain filled my head. I take a breath and curl up on my side, holding my head. 

I feel as mum lies down behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. She pulls me towards her and runs her fingers through my hair, gently scratching my head in a way that slowly eases the pain a bit. 

"I'm sorry bub, I know it hurts", she whispered to me and gently squeezed me tighter. I rolled around so I was facing her and moved so that I was pressed up against her. 

She moved her hand under the back of my shirt, running her hand up and down my back like she did when I was younger.

"I remember when you were a kid, and you would fake being sick to avoid school. Now look at you, faking health to avoid responsibilities", she said with a laugh.
"It's called 'adapting to the times' mum. Efficiency you know?", I managed to say

I think I could physically hear her roll her eyes at that comment, but she didn't say anything. After at least an hour I was still trying to fall asleep but for some reason everything just felt uncomfortable and I felt incapable of actually sleeping.

My mother had noticed this and eventually I heard her softly singing to me. 
"I'm lying on the moon, my dear I'll be there soon. It's a quiet and starry place. Times we're swallowed up in space, we're here, a million miles away". (Her voice in this song though oml. Go listen to it rn )

Unsurprisingly, her singing helped me fall asleep quite quickly. She stayed with me for as long as took for me to fall asleep, snuggled into her. 

When I woke up, I was still a bit lightheaded, but the queasy feeling in my stomach had disappeared. 

 My mum was no longer beside me, so I stretched out, and as I did I heard a soft knock on my door. Mum peeked her head in and when she saw I was awake she let herself in, crouching down beside where I was lying.

"How're you feeling?", she asked.
"A bit better", I smiled and her eyes brightened. She reached out towards me and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. 

"Sounds a day of movies and rest?", she suggested, causing me to nod enthusiastically. "I've lit the fire so it's toasty out there. Can you walk out to the lounge or do you need a hand?".

I could probably get there fine but I still held onto her arm as I stood up, leaning on her for support. She laughed and muttered something about me being a "Big baby".

When she settled me on the couch with a blanket and a lemon honey tea, she handed me her phone to put on a movie. I chose 'Meet the Robinsons', and happily curled up. 

My movie was interrupted by a knock on the door and I turned down the volume so I could listen to whoever it was. 

"Thanks Liz I really appreciate it", I hear my mum say. Is aunty Lizzie here?
Sure enough, footsteps come closer and the two women come in. 

"Hey baby", Lizzie greets, coming over to me. She sits down beside me and puts her arm around my back, pulling me backwards onto her. "I hear you're under the weather".

"Mhm", I mumble, relaxing into her and ignoring the growing sickening sensation in my stomach. "Why are you here anyways?", I say, hoping it didn't sound rude. 

"Scarlett called me". I look up at my mum, who shoots me an apologetic look. 

"They called me into work, I'm sorry bub, I tried to get out of it, it should only be a few hours tops". I nod understandingly and she bends down and kisses me on the forehead. "Thank you", she whispered. 

As she left Lizzie stayed on the couch with me, asking if I needed anything every 10 minutes. Eventually I drifted to sleep lying on her chest, falling into a deep dream. 

I walked along the grass, observing the carnival rides on either side of me. It was late at night and the flickering, dim lights cast long, distorted shadows that danced eerily on the decaying rides. The air was thick with an unnatural fog, making it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead.

As I wander through the grounds, I hear the distorted music of the broken-down carousel, and a creaking sound causes me to spin around. The giant ferris wheel had started slowly spinning backwards, seemingly gathering speed.

The air grows colder and I walk towards the one game with the lights still on. It's a ring toss game, and a figure stands in the shadows of the stall. I toss a few rings and one of them lands over a bottle, the figure moves and hands me my prize. It's a small, cracked porcelain doll, the eyes were unsettling so I put her down on the ground, backing away. 

I stumble upon a dilapidated circus tent, and as I enter, the interior expands into an endless, ever-shifting labyrinth. The ground beneath my feet seems to melt, feeling like quicksand, and strange, unsettling whispers seem to surround me. 

Mirrors plaster every edge of the tent and I start to run, trying to find the exit. I run into a mirror and see a distorted face. My face. My reflection reaches out, pleading for help, screaming words that I can't hear. I stretch out my arm for her but my hand falls through the glass, sending me into a spinning void. I scream and scream but no words come out. I can see my reflection in the distance, calling me. "Y/n. Y/N!"

"Y/N!".I jolt awake to myself being shaken. My eyes spring apart and Aunt Lizzies piercing green eyes look worriedly over me. "Y/n? You're okay baby. You're okay, it's a fever dream".

Only then did I notice I was in a cold sweat and had tears streaming down my face. Something in me couldn't stop crying and I clung to Lizzie's shirt. 

"I want my mum. Lizzie I want mum", I cry, and I feel Lizzie wrap her arms tightly around me.
"I've called her baby she's on her way". I didn't stop crying until I heard the door opening. I jumped up from the couch and rushed to the hallway. 

My mother. She saw me standing there helplessly and bent down, opening her arms. I run to her and envelop her in a hug. She picks me up and carries me into the lounge. "Shh bub it's okay I'm here. I've got you".