Lost Yet Found

Chapter 4 - Sick and Questioning

update, Ik you've been looking forward to reading it so here you go.

I woke up and Demi was gone I sighed and sat up, I put a hand on my head, Damn, my visions a little messed up, probably from lack of food for like 4 days, because I keep throwing it up, I stood up and walked about 3 steps away from the bed before I collapsed with a thud. I felt pain spread over my back as I hit the floor, I heard feet run upstairs and Demi was leaning over me moments later, she shook her head at me, and said "did you really think that was a smart idea," I replied "no but, it was worth a try, and you weren't up here to help me." She picked me up gently and said "you know you are really light, and being sick probably doesn't help that," I sighed and said "yea,... I know I'm underweight, that tends to happen when you live on the streets..." 

Demi laid me down on the couch downstairs and said "here," as she handed me a water bottle and the thermometer, I put the thermometer in my mouth and she walked away, when the thermometer beeped she crouched down next to me and sighed as she read my temperature. I questioned "what, what's wrong," she looked at me and replied "nothing, your fever spiked again, you should drink the water," then she got up and walked away. She acted weird, I took a sip of the water, the icy water feels good. About five minutes later I got a funny feeling in my stomach, I said "Demi, I need a trash can or the bathroom, like now," she rushed over with a mini trash can I held it and she held my hair back with one hand she placed the other on my back. I emptied the contents of my stomach into the mini trash can, when I finished I set the trash can down, Demi said "hold your hair up, while I get a washcloth for you."

She back moments later and rubbed something warm and wet on my face, I put my hands up and said "hey, what was that for," she rolled her eyes and said "relax, its a wet washcloth, I'm getting the puke of your face, hold still." Demi held my shoulder and rubbed the washcloth over my face and neck, when she finished she questioned "better," I nodded and she stood up and walked away, she came back moments later and laid something cold on my forehead. I closed my eyes, and said "hey, um thank you for taking care of me, you know, you didn't have to do that, but you did, and I'm grateful, because you could of like, left me out there." She sat down next to me and stuck the thermometer in my mouth, I gave her a look and she smiled, I rolled over and the cold thing fell off my forehead. Demi picked it up and placed it back on my forehead with a small laugh, the thermometer beeped and she took it out of my mouth, She looked at it and sighed, mumbling "I really think I should take you to a hospital." 

I opened my eyes and said "NO, please don't, I can't go there, you know that," she nodded and said "you have a fever of 108, you said that you have been sick for about a week, if you don't get better soon I'm taking you the hospital." My eyes went wide with fear and Demi leaned over and gave me a hug she said "I know I'm sorry but I'll have to, I can't let you starve to death because you're sick," I whispered "I know." Demi stood up and looked me in the eyes, then she said "I'm going to run to the studio, and the pharmacy, I'll be right back, will you be okay if I leave?," I nodded, and rolled over. 

Demi came back about 2 hours later, I felt her pick me up and carry me somewhere I opened my eyes as she lifted up my shirt, she said "hey, don't move, I'm re dressing that cut on your back, and um, hang in there because I have to peel off the bandaids first." She began peeling off the bandaids, I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the stinging pain, moments later she said "so, you feeling okay?," I replied "yea, I'm ok--crap that hurts, what are you doing?" She stopped and apologized "I'm sorry,  I know it hurts, but I have to do this, because if it gets infected I'm going to take you to the hospital," I sighed and she continued to do whatever she was doing. Moments later she helped me sit up and told me to hold the end of a roll of white goss, which she wrapped around me multiple times probably to cover the wound better, than bandaids would.

Then she picked me up and I said "hey, Demi," she looked down and replied "what?," I mumbled a thanks before I said "I'm really weak, like it's hard to move weak," her eyes became glazed with worry and she asked me to open a door for her. I couldn't so she put me down momentarily to do it herself, she then placed me in a car, I closed my eyes and questioned "hospital?" she replied "yea, I'm sorry," I grew tired and gave in to sleep. 

{Demi's P.O.V.} 

When I arrived at the hospital I picked her up and carried her hopefully sleeping form into the ER, A nurse came over and took her from my arms almost as soon as I walked in I followed the nurse to a hospital bed. She laid Emily down and began hooking up monitors to her, when she finished she looked at me and said "what happened to her," I replied "she fell ill about a week ago, and she fell on something while I wasn't home and cut her back on something in the house, she's got a high fever as well. She hasn't managed to keep anything down, anything I give her she throws up," the nurse nodded and walked away, she came back with three other nurses, one hooked Emily up to I.V.'s the other covered her in cooling blankets. The third walked over to me and said "this is Emily Rosa, she's a missing person, she will be taken back to orphanage when we finish treating her, and I have a feeling the story you told us about what happened to her is false." 

I gulped and gazed at Emily before I sighed and replied "yes thats true I found her, near a alley, she passed out so I took her to my  house she insisted that she leave, that she would be fine so I let her go." The nurse nodded and said "security will be detailed, we will put restraints on her so she can't leave, you are welcome to to stay till she wakes up, to tell her goodbye, but after that the social worker will take care of everything." I nodded and sat down in the chair next to her hospital bed, as they put restraints on her wrists and ankles, a security guard sat down in the chair next to me, and said "you did the right thing," I nodded and stayed silent. She is going to want to kill me when she wakes up, what if she hates me for trying to help her, I don't want her to hate me, I want to tell her everything will be okay and we will work something out. She trusted me not to give her over to people who will bring her back to the orphanage and I broke her trust, she probably won't even trust me after this.