Two Hearts Entwined

Chapter Eleven

Teagan's POV

"Rea, are you done yet? I want to get home. I feel like shit." Sighing, I wait for her to finish shopping.

"I told you that you need to go to the doctor, but no, why would you listen? I'm almost at the front of the line. I'll be there in ten minutes." Hanging up, I lean back into the seat of her car while closing my eyes. Yesterday morning I woke up feeling disgusting, but fuck today, I feel about ten times worse. Reagan finally gets to the car and we drive home. The entire ride, I'm trying not to puke because of the motion from the car. When we get home, Reagan orders me to bed.

"Oh, and Nick will be coming over later. I suggested not hanging out here, but when I told him you're sick, he wanted us to be here in case you need us. I promise we won't be too loud. We're just watching a movie." Nodding my head, I lay down and fall asleep soon after.

I hear people talking and laughing, causing me to wake up. So much for being quiet. Searching for my phone, I find it under my blanket and realize it's already 6:30. Walking to the bathroom, I look at my reflection and see I look worse than I did before. A couple of seconds later, I start gagging. I successfully make it to the toilet just in time before I throw up. I wait a couple minutes after throwing up to make sure I'm okay to go back to bed. There's a light knock at my door.

"Come in." The door slowly opens to reveal Zack holding a bucket. We still haven't talked since Halloween and that was almost a month ago.

"Here, Reagan was going to give this to you. Then she heard you throwing up, and that almost made her throw up." He laughs a little before handing it to me.

"Thanks." I mumble, not bothering to look at him.

"Do you want any soup? Reagan asked us to pick some up before we came over." I shake my head no. Even the thought of eating right now makes me want to gag.

"Okay, well let me—us know if you need anything." He walks out of my room, closing my the door behind him. I turn my tv on and pick out a random show that I've probably seen a hundred times. Just as I'm starting to doze off, my phone starts to ring.

"Hi mom." I mumble.

"Hi hun, are you okay? You sound tired."

"I think I just have the flu but I'm okay, mom." I smile.

"Okay, just make sure you're drinking lots of fluids so you don't become dehydrated."

"I know mom I know."

"Okay good. I was calling to make sure you're coming home for Thanksgiving."

"Yes mom, I'm coming home. Are the boys coming too?"

"Yes, they are and we are also having the Woods family over, too." I mentally sigh while closing my eyes.

"Okay, but I gotta go. I'm very tired." I feel bad for cutting it short, but that was the last thing I wanted to hear when I already feel like shit.

"Okay hun, feel better." I hang up after saying goodbye and groan. After an hour of me trying to fall back asleep,  I give up.

Why does Zack have to come to Thanksgiving? That's literally a week away and now we're going to have to pretend to be friends. Slowly getting up from my bed, I open my door and listen. I don't hear anybody talking, so I'm assuming the boys left and Reagan is in her room. I tiptoe to the kitchen to get some water. As I close the fridge, I turn and see Zack standing there.

"Holy shit!" I yell and almost punch him in the face.

"Sorry, I thought you heard me." He puts his hands up.