About three weeks has passed since I saw Nicole, the girl in the mirror that is apparently me in a different dimension, and I still haven't told Bianca about what I drew in that class. The art and pottery classes are still going on since apparently they last about a month. My Mom failed to give that information to me.
I laid on my bed and sighed, it was around the middle of the night and I was having a hard time falling asleep since I've been sick for the last eight days and I also haven't eaten since then. My body feels weak and my mind fuzzy. "Nico?" The door opened and I turned to see Bianca coming down with a bowl of something. "What is it?" I asked her and when she turned on my room nights, I hid under the blankets and hissed at them. "Sorry." She turned off the nights and when I came out from under the covers, I saw that she turned on the fairy lights I had around the room. "Can these lights at least be on? I can't see a thing down here." I nodded and she sat down next to me. "I know you don't want to eat but you haven't eaten in like a week, can you at least try?" Bianca was about to hand me a bowl of soup when the smell was too much and I ran up stairs to the bathroom and threw up.
"Shit... not again..." I groaned and flushed the toilet and crawled, with my one good hand, out in the middle of the hallway and laid face up since I felt too weak to move any further. I closed my eyes and a few minutes go by before I feel a shadow over me. "What...?" I asked the person who was standing above me. "Why are you lying on the ground?" It was my Dad who was standing above me. "I'm too tired and weak to move." I told him. "Then why don't you eat something?" I sighed, "Can't, now will you please leave me alone? Let me sulk in peace." I heard my Dad's footsteps walk away and I sighed. I curled up in a ball and silently cried. Everything hurt and I can't stop it. I just want to curl up in Will's arms but I don't want to risk him getting sick. The crying turned into a sob and the sob turned into a coughing fit. The coughing hurt my ribs but there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I just had to wait until I stopped coughing.
It wasn't too long and I eventually stopped coughing and I was still laying on the floor because I felt dead. I wasn't though but everything in my body felt dead. I groaned and got up with shaky feet and walked over to the kitchen and sat down on the stool and put my head down on the counter. "Nico..." I heard my Mom say to me, "I think you need to go see the doctor." I groaned and shook my head. "Come on, Nico. It will just be a check up." I shook my head again and then without thinking, I blurted out, "Am I from a different dimension?" I lifted up my head and saw my Mom frozen in her tracks, "Honey, baby. Are you sure you don't want to see the doctor." My Mom ignored my question, that's quite strange. "Mom, was I taken from a different dimension?"
She answered with, "Baby, why would you think that?" She paused and tried to call my Dad over here, "Honey, I think we should take Nico to the doctor." I groaned, "Mom, will you please just answer the question?" I heard my Mom sigh and she asked, "Why do you think you're from a different dimension? What makes you suddenly think that?" My Dad then entered the room and I told my Mom, "I asked the question first. You should answer mine." I started coughing again and it was so bad that it felt like I was going to cough up a lung.
"Nico... my son." My Dad felt my forehead, "I think we should take you to the doctor." I shook my head, "No." My parents looked at each other and I heard my Mom say, "I think we should tell him." My Dad shook his head, "No."
"Tell me what?" I asked them and my Dad put a hand to my shoulder, "It's nothing you need to worry about." I shoved his hand off my shoulder, "If it involves me, it is something I should worry about!" I felt a wave of heat wash over my face and I felt lightheaded and I groaned. I felt too weak to move so I ended up throwing up all over myself and I passed out, my head hitting the counter.
When I woke up, I was laying on my bed in my nightclothes, I don't remember how I got here but I still felt like shit. I groaned and slowly made my way out of the bed and walked up the stairs and smelled food. "You're awake now." I heard my Mom tell me and I sat down on the stool and my Mom handed me some mashed potatoes. "I know you might not have an appetite, but at least try and it this." I nodded and I slowly started to eat the mashed potatoes. "What time is it?" I asked my Mom because when I looked out the window, it was dark. The last I remembered was that it was still light out. "It's around 9." She told me. "Mom... am I from a different dimension?" I heard my Mom sigh, "Not this again..." My Mom turned to me, "Nico, honey. Why don't you finish up your food and head to bed. We can talk about this some other time, okay?" I nodded and did what I was told.
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The Silent Confession
FanfictionNico and his family just moved from New Hampshire to Texas and left everything behind and Nico doesn't understand why because his parents won't talk about it. With the start of a new school, a popular guy named Percy decides to bully him daily but N...