In Sickness and In Health

Chapter 5

Soda's POV

I really didn't like seeing Darry sick. It makes be sad because he tries so hard to always be strong and I don't thing he understands that he's still strong even if he's sick. I lean my head against the bathroom door and wait for him to finish. A moment later, I open up the door and see him sitting on the bathtub wall with his head in his hands. He looks so small and fragile. He looks up when he sees me come in and weakly tries to talk to me, "Don't worry, Soda. I just gotta little sick, I'm fine." I help him up and help him into the living room and he sat down on the couch. His skin is warm and yet he shivers. Pony sits on the arm of the couch and rubs Darry's back gently. Im pretty sure he's gay. Darry sits there looking sick and I know he feels awkward. He likes taking care of us, not us taking care of him. I grab the thermometer and have Darry take his temperature. Taking it out of his mouth it reads 102.4. Tenderly I say to Darry, "Looks like someone's running a fever there. Come on, why don't you get in bed?"
I try to help him up, but Darry stands on his own pretending he's more okay than he is and walks into his room, shutting the door behind him.
"Should we call a doctor?" Pony asks thoughtfully. A moment of silence passes before I agree saying, "Yeah, I'll call him real quick." I shuffle back into the living room and share with Pony the doctor's news. "Well, Doc says Darry needs to stay hydrated and that he most likely isn't contagious. If he seem better by tomorrow night, Doc says he'll come over and take a look." "I hope he gets better," whispers Pony.