Saving a Spider

Chapter 12

I gasp. My eyes opened wide as my breathing was uneven and fast as I started coughing and gasping for air. 

I had sat up as soon as I started breathing again.

What was that?

Why did I dream all of that?

Why do I feel so shaken up that my hands were trembling lile crazy as I look at them seeing only the blood of my friends.

My face was wet with my tears.

I held my head as I rocked slightly and tried to calm myself.

I didn't notice that someone stood by my side watching me as I tried to calm down.

I didn't notice that they came up beside me and sat down on the bed and wrapped me up in warm arms.

I was being comforted from my nightmare.

It took me a few minutes before I noticed the person hugging me and rubbing my lower back with gentle circles.

I finally calmed down enough to looked up and see who was hugging me.

My eyes widened slightly. ".. C...Ca..Cap?" I stuttered slightly as I was shocked to see him in my room and since he was my role model I was really stunned into silence.

Captain America...

THE Captain America is in my room hugging me.

Did I...

Did I die?

Or is this still a dream?

Am I still dreaming?

He spoke. "I was the only one closest to your room when Friday said that you were having a nightmare before you completely stopped breathing. You scared the living heck out of me kid. You okay now?" He was still holding me as my body was still trembling.

Oh god...

That wasn't just a dream was it?

I really did stop breathing...

I quickly moved out of Captain America's arms and ran to the bathroom on trembling legs almost falling at first before I fell to my knees by the toliet and spilled my guts out.

I didn't have much in my stomach besides what I had eaten yesterday as well as the coffee I drank this morning and my stomach acids.

When I was threw with puking up my guts I fell sideways onto the floor panting slightly as I wheezed as I had lost my breath as I was vomiting.

I moaned in pain as I scrunched up my eyes and held my stomach curling up into myself.

I was barely conscious of the fact that Captain America had come up beside me and picked me up into his arms.

I felt us moving.

He must've been running us to the med bay.

What's...

Wrong...

With me?...

My eyes cracked open slightly as I could feel myself being lowered onto a hospital type bed. My eyes glimpsed Harry's form on the other bed. He was looking at me with worry and looked afraid.

My eyes slowly fell close as my eyes rolled back into my head.

I could barely make out people calling out my name.

I let go and fell into the dark abyss of sleep.