two doors down

sleepless nights again

roses pov
i got home at 9pm the boys were asleep and lizzie was heading to bed.

y/n was asleep in our room so i quietly grabbed my things and went for a shower.
when i got back to the room y/n was awake curled in the corner of her bed.

"y/n? you alright" i asked her turning on the warm lamp.
i sat next to her in bed and she was pale, shivering and sweating.

suddenly she jumped up and ran down the hall to the toilet. i rushed after her holding her hair back.  once she was done she slumped to the cold tiles.

"y/n" i shook her arm and she was fighting consciousness. i rushed to lizzie's room and she was just turning off her lamp.

"rose? what's wrong?"
"y/ns throwing up. she doesn't look good" she was out of bed instantly and i showed her to the toilet.

"are you okay honey?" she tied her hair back and helped her sit up. y/n didn't answer. too tired and out of it. "rose go get some sleep in my room, i'll stay with her incase something happens" she told me and i did what she said.

as much as i love y/n. i can't stand hearing people throw up. plus lizzie's bed is so comfy.

3rd person pov
lizzie sat with y/n until she was ready to get up. even then the woman ended up carrying the teen as she simply could not stay standing.

she placed y/n back in her bed with a bucket and drink bottle beside her. lizzie couldn't fall back asleep worried for her daughter.

the girl was fast asleep but lizzie's instincts were keeping her awake. they were right as a few minutes later y/n woke up again quickly twisting over the side of her bed.

she's makes the bucket. sliding out of bed to sit on the floor. lizzie was out of bed instantly to rub her back and comfort her.

"i just want it to stop" y/n said leaning back to breathe in again. she was leaning on lizzie as the latter leaned over to grab some tissues.

"it will be over soon" she hoped at least.

to be honest the pair spent most of the night like that. y/n just wouldn't stop.
soon it was morning and y/n was finally asleep, on the bathroom tiles, but asleep.

lizzie put a towel under her head knowing that if she tried to move her she would just be throwing up again.

she went and had a shower to try and wake up after her inconsistent 3 hours of sleep.
"morning boys" lizzie said once she went to the kitchen and they were up helping themselves to cereal.

"morning lizzie" they said in unison.

y/n pov.
i felt like absolute dog shit.

but i physically didn't have anything else to throw up so i was full of nausea. i felt bad for lizzie staying up all night with me. i was back in my room now and i hadn't thrown up in a while. which was a good sign. 

i heard her come in and opened my eyes. "you feeling...alive?" she said with a soft smile and i realize i probably look like shit.

i sat up as she gave me some medicine. "do you think you could stomach something?" she asked me and i shook my head putting the glass of water back down.

she nodded understanding but said i would need to eat something soon. she also told me she had a day off and i felt bad thinking she took the day off to take care of me. ill be okay by myself. 

"i'll go send the others off to school and ill be back okay?" she said and i nodded closing my eyes again. i could tell i had a fever, i took my hoodie off my back but kept it on my arms all curled up as a pillow. i wasnt too sure where my pillow was at this moment. 

i fell asleep again because a couple hours later lizzie was waking me up. she had a warm bowl of soup and some medication again. i felt weaker than ive ever been my bones ached. i shook my head and she put the food down to help me up. 

before she passed me the food she handed me a thermometer. a few minutes later i passed it back to her. im not sure what a normal tempreture is. 

"what?" i questioned when she looked even more worried,

"you have a fever, definitely. so eat this and i will be right back" she passed me the bowl and left the room. i didnt eat. i stayed quiet and listened to the phone call she was on right in the hallway. 

"yeah its 39.4, i dont know, yeah shes been throwing up all night, okay ill see you in a couple hours" she walked back in and i looked at her worried. 

"is it bad?" she didnt answer, just sat down on the edge of my bed with a soft smile. 

"eat that, then maybe you can have a warm bath to try and bring your temperature down" i tried my best to eat it all but i couldnt stomach the whole thing. lizzie nodded understandably taking it away from me and helping me to the bathroom. 

she ran the bath as i sat on the edge waiting for it to fill up "leave the door unlocked and call out to me if you need anything " she said leaving once it was fill enough. i nodded pulling my shirt up and over my head, even that made my arms tired. i slipped my pants off and stepped into the bath. 

i felt like shit and submerged my head closing my eyes. it mustve been 10-15 minutes later when there was a knocking on the bathroom door. "are you okay honey?" she asked 

"yeah im okay" i said softly

"is the water still warm" "yeah" "okay, hop out once it gets cold" it honestly felt weird to not thug out a sickness. when it started to get to an unpleasant temperature i hopped out drying off and wrapping a towel around my shoulders. it reached to my knees and was warm from the heater. 

i walked back to my room getting changed quickly. and wrapping my hair up in the towel so it didnt drench my back. i noticed my bedding was changed and the room was tidied a bit. 

it felt weird to walk but i made it to the kitchen where lizzie was sitting at the table doing some stuff. "feel better?" she questioned and i nodded. she passed me the thermometer again and it was down to 38 so just a bit high. i drunk some water and laid down on the couch turning on some movie. 

a few minutes later lizzie came and joined me on the couch. "scarlett is going to come over later to give you a checkup is that alright?" she asked and i nodded. the medicine lizzie gave me was making me tired so i was quickly asleep.