Unwell

Chapter 17

Chapter 17.
Bree's POV.
"Come on Chase. Just a little more." I smiled as my baby brother was slowly walking towards me.
He grabbed onto a counter to keep himself from falling. I sighed and walked over to him.
"I hate this Bree. I can barely walk. How will I ever get better?" Chase asked as I helped him to bed.
We were still in the safe house, until Chase could regain his strength. His fever had broken and he wasn't throwing up anymore, so the doctors let us take him home.
I couldn't believe that I was in charge of taking care of Chase all afternoon. Mr. Davenport had to deal with work and Tasha and Douglas had taken the boys to a movie. I was supposed to hang out with Cameron this afternoon. However, I realized that I had to take care of him. I heard him yelling my name and silently I hoped he didn't puke again. That was the last thing I wanted to deal with, today. I ran upstairs and saw him screaming and crying in his sleep. Nightmare. I started gently shaking him.
"Chase. Chase. Wake up. You're having a nightmare. Wake up." I said as I continued to shake him. His eyes were opened and he looked up at me.
"Bree!" He exclaimed as he sat up very slowly.
I wrapped my arms around him in a hug and he hugged me back.
"Are you gonna be ok?" I asked.
"I think so." Chase said as he laid back down and fell asleep.
I smiled at my sleeping brother and kissed his forehead. I went downstairs to get a snack when I heard the doorbell ringing. I opened the door and saw Cameron. I smiled. He kissed me on the cheek.
"Hey Bree." Cameron greeted with a smile that could easily be in a tooth paste commercial.
"Hi. Look, we can hang out, but my brother is resting, so we have to be quiet." I explained.
"Alright. Wanna watch a movie?" He asked.
"Sure. And you can pick it this time." I said as I grabbed my snack and sat on the sofa.
He turned on Avengers: Age of Ultron and we shared my snack. After the two hours, I was happy to say that I actually enjoyed that movie. We were talking when I heard Chase yelling my name for the second time.
"I'll be right back." I groaned as I went upstairs.
I walked through the hall and noticed that no one was in Chase's room. I immediately thought about the bathroom. I knocked on the door.
"Chase! Are you in there?!" I yelled.
After no response, I grabbed the key that Mr. Davenport gave me and I opened the door only to find him passed out on the floor. I screamed and tried to wake him up. I heard Cameron running here too and to the outside of the bathroom.
"Bree, what happe- oh my gosh, is he ok?!" Cameron exclaimed as he knelt down to Chase.
"I...I don't know. I found him passed out up here and my guess is that he had to use the bathroom, but he fell before he could get out." I explained.
Suddenly, I saw a bar of soap on the floor with a note on that said.
"That must've been a slippery fall. Haha! Adam."
"I'm gonna kill him!" I yelled as I crumpled the note and chucked it into the garbage can.
"Who?" Cameron asked.
"Adam!" I yelled.
"Your brother did this?" He asked as he picked Chase up.
"Yes. I hate that!" I yelled.
Cameron put Chase down on the bed.
"What are we supposed to do?" Cameron asked.
"I'm gonna call my dad. You should probably go home. Sorry." I apologized.
"It's ok. You need to take of him. I'll call you later Bumble-Bree." Cameron smiled as he kissed my cheek and left the house.
I called Mr. Davenport as soon as he left.
"Bree, what do you need?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"Chase was in the bathroom and yelled for help and when I got in there, he had passed out and there was a soap bar on the floor. I think he might've slipped and hit his head." I explained.
"Alright, I'm coming home now. You will explain everything as soon as I get back." Mr. Davenport explained as he hung up.
I put my cell phone in my pocket and sat down on the bed next to Chase.
"Hey, your gonna be ok. Mr. Davenport is on his way. You need to be ok." I said as I held his hand and realised how scared I was for him.
I heard the door opening. I forgot that Mr. Davenport's actual facility was like two blocks from our house. He ran up the stairs and saw Chase on the bed.
"Bree. What happened?" Mr. Davenport asked.
"Chase was asleep so I went downstairs and watched a movie. After it was over, I heard Chase yelling my name. When I got here he wasn't in the bedroom so I opened the bathroom door and I saw him laying unconscious near the bathtub and a soap bar on the floor with this on it." I explained as I handed Mr. Davenport the note.
He read it and it looked like he was gonna explode with anger.
"Adam is in a lot of trouble when he gets back." He asked as he looked down at Chase with sad eyes.
"Is he gonna be ok?" I asked.
"I think so. You need to go downstairs Bree." Mr. Davenport said.
I nodded and went downstairs.
Two weeks later.
Chase's POV.
I was finally non injured and sick anymore. I was seriously asking for a hazmat suit for my birthday so that never happens again, but I doubt I will get one. Anyway, Adam got grounded for the rest of the time we were in Oahu and he had to be my personal servant because of the soap bar. Luckily I didn't sustain any serious injuries when I hit my head into the bathtub, something that I was very thankful for. I saw Cameron and Bree flirting and I thought that I was gonna throw up, but I didn't.
Bree's POV.
"I'm gonna miss you Bree." Cameron said as he held my hand.
"I'm gonna miss you more. But, we can text, call, video chat. Heck, I have super speed, I can come here whenever. Just say the word." I said as I smiled.
"Alright. Have a safe trip Bumble Bree." Cameron said as he kissed me on the lips, witch I graciously returned.
"I will. Bye." I said as I got in the helicopter.
I sat down in between Chase and Adam so they didn't beat each other up, the helicopter lifted off, and we headed back to Mission Creek.
The end.
Well, I wrote this story awhile back on a different site, but it's the only one that fit @Dearietheories requirements for their fanfiction contest.
I'm glad I get to be a part of it.
Over and out.
Susz13.