My Fevers Rising

2 Weeks Later

-- Two Weeks Later--
I couldn't even get up out of bed today. It was hard. I feel weak and dizzy. I gave up after twenty minutes of fighting with my body just to sit up. And an hour and a half later I managed to stand and be dressed. My skin was pale and I couldn't stand to look at myself. This ended up in a broken mirror as I left the house that seemed more and more like a deathbed to me. I managed to catch the bus in time and stood there, dozing in and out, hanging onto a bar to keep myself steady. After I heard the next stop being called out, I got ready and exited the bus, almost tripping over my own two feet. I wobbled down the street, stopping now and then to catch my lost breath now and then before finally arriving to school, two hours late. But I was there. I managed to my room. I was skinnier, which meant it was coming sooner than planned. I got into class, but as soon as I did, I began to hurl and groaned in pain, my legs giving out which meant landing in my own puke, gagging on it as it sat in the back of my throat. And there, of all the places, was Hajime. I saw his wide eyes as he yelled something. But I couldn't hear. My eyelids felt heavy and soon enough they dropped. and So did I. I didn't wake until an hour later in the nurse's office. I groaned and barely managed to lift my arm, rubbing my head before blinking and looking around slowly. No one but me in an enclosed area. I frowned and then began sobbing silently. At this rate, Id be dead in a day... or hours. 'I hate you, god.
I hate you so much..!!' I screamed in my head now. Then the nurse walked over and asked me a few things, which I answered correctly every time. I huffed and went to stand, only to fall and grab the bed for support.
"I do NOT feel good right now" I mumbled to myself, forcing to stand as I waved to the kind nurse now. I soon left the room and hurried down the hall, even tho it seemed like I was running, I was going as slow as a turtle. I looked to the side a moment now but then paused. It was later than I thought. I glanced around and noticed no one was crowding the hallways as of the moment. That's when I searched around for a clock, and seeing the time, I had come to a realization that afternoon practice had already began now.
"God... damn it.." I said, coughing a moment before looking at my bloody smeared hand and flinching, seeing blood. I quickly wiped it away quickly before moving my leg, only to fall and curse under my breath.
"Don't you dare give up now you damn body!!" I yelled at myself. I stood up with all the strength I could manage before shuffling back and forth to the locker room and changing, before walking onto the court. This caused attention to go to me. Every last person was staring at me.
"Are you alright, Oikawa-san?" I heard the coach ask. I gave a distinct nod before feeling a cough want to escape, forcing it back as I walked to where Hajime was at. And everybody began practicing once more, even tho I could feel glances on me every now and then.
"Oi, Trashykawa! Pay attention and toss the ball!" I heard.
"S-Sorry Iwa-chan..." I said, before getting the ball right in my hand and tossing it up, as asked. I heard a huff from him, but his face seemed concerned. I shrugged it off and began tossing more balls and eventually tried to practice serving. I couldn't jump. Not even If i wanted to force myself to. So I tried just normal serves, just as powerful. After an hour and half of practice, I felt my lungs get weaker, and my head felt lighter than air. I asked for a break and sat down. I hurriedly drank water for my quenched throat. But that's when I felt my chest send out large pings of pain. I flinched and started coughing now. But instead of covering my mouth, the blood sprayed onto the floor. I huffed, feeling breathless as I went to stand, but as I did, I heard a large cracking sound before I was on the floor. I realized, then, my leg was broken. 'thats right... My bones are like twigs now... ' I thought before going wide eyed and grabbing my chest, going into a horrible coughing fit now as I held one hand on my chest. That's when I saw attention go to me, and people hurriedly circled around. I started gagging on a large bundle of blood as I quickly coughed it up. This was it. Thi was the end. And it hurt. And it had to be here. I gagged more as people began calling on phones, Hajime right in front of me, trying to help. But he couldn't. I was far from being fixed.
"I-Iw---!!" I barely even managed out before blood started dripping out o my nose. I started crying out now as I gagged on blood again, this clump larger and choking me. 'game over... sorry I didn't tell you, Iwa-chan... But I..'
"I-I... LoVE y-you.." I wheezed out, gagging more before feeling the other hold onto me, yelling my name. But it soon seemed like an echo as my eyes shut, and the small fragment of light appeared, and I drifted towards it. A bloody mess around my body with broken bones and so on. And suddenly, all the pain was gone as I was taken into a new world.