Maybe It was You

Its the night.

||ari||

"Fuck.." I cough loudly, rolling over in my bed feeling like complete shit. Clicking my cellphones home bottom I see it reading 2:15 am. Jesus Christ I feel like I'm dying, and it's the day of the fucking amas.

My heads pounding I'm freezing and I keep coughing. This can't be happening, like really. Ricky's face had just started to go down looking as if he was perfectly fine which was great for the show and everyone was excited for tonight and now IM SICK!!!!!

Kicking my comfort off my body I feel a big chill cover my body, I quickly grab my blanket wrapping it around my body as I slowly walk out and down stairs to my kitchen.

Grabbing a tea packet i warm some water up in the microwave, as I go look for medicine in my cabinet.  Grabbing some Benadryl so it will hopefully just knock me out I grab my boiling water setting the tea packet in, as I walk back up the stairs quietly not to wake anyone.

  Once I was back in my room I set my tea down and quickly swallowed my medicine as I snuggled back into my bed hearing a faint lil back seeing Strauss come snuggle right into my side. "Hey boy. Cmon lets go to sleep." I whisper running my fingers over his tiny back. "Night night." I whisper feeling my eyes begin to drop slowly.

Feeling the constant moving of up in down to the side of me, becoming crazy irritated. I jerk up fixing to yell, instantly regretting it making my stomach turn and my head hurt feeling  light headed.

"Now now baby doll, what's wrong?" I hear the thick voice ask. While I try to get my brain working right again I look up again this time but slower much much much slower. "Hey baby." I say softly not wanting to hear loud things to make the pressure of my migraine get worst.

"Strauss what's wrong with mommy huh boy?" I hear the sound of his voice again but only in a high squeak that was really cute but hurt my head at the same time. Reaching my hand up I blindly try to find his lips to cover them only making a laugh fill the room.

"Ugh baby. Shhh, I do not feel good.." I mumble, searching to find his body and snuggle up to it.  Feeling out I touch a large thigh as i rest my head on it wrapping my arm around it too.

"You feel warm baby." He whispers softer being more mindful, so sweet. "Boy, go get ms Joan. Mommy is sick." I hear him faintly whisper earning a soft bark.

"Baby, what's hurting?" He whispers running his hands slowly though my hair. "Hmm.. Everything.." I mumble sleepily.

"What time you go to bed baby girl? You have to get ready and perform soon you know." He says as I nod my head slowly against his thigh. "But let me guess you don't care." He chuckles as I nod once again.

"Hey baby what's wrong?" Mama says making me lift my body up weakly, "I think I'm sick." I whisper roughly.

"What's wrong?" She asks reaching up to touch my face as I see my Nona than walk in with  Strauss handing him back to Ricky. Watching
them quickly high five I can't help but smile at how cute it is.

"What's wrong Hun, are you running fever?" Nona asks reaching over Ricky to touch my  forehead. "Oh Joan, she is burning up." 

"I'm go get you some medicine see if we can break the fever." My mom says as she turns quickly to head back down stairs. Sighing sadly I fall back laying my head down to Ricky's thigh as he holds Strauss, and Nona sitting at the foot of the bed looking at him.

"You look good dear, I was expecting worst." She says touching Ricky's face as Ricky chuckles, "I can take a hit Nona. But I'm good didn't hurt me." He says as they talk about the other night kinda making me upset. "How was your flight though nona?"