The Demon Inside - REWORK IN PROGRESS WILL BE NEW VERSION SOON

Part 11

Basically this is a continuation of last time.

Same warning as last time applies here anyone with fears relating to sickness will probably want to give this one a miss too. There isn't going to be a lot of it but there will be a mention here or there.

It might not apply for all websites this is published on but when talking is like this then it means they are using the mental link.

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Danny p.o.v

I don't know what the time is but I do know I feel a little worse than how I did yesterday. My stomach hurt more and my skin was just making any clothing I had felt like it was sticking to me. Even the blankets and stuff I am lying on feels like I am stuck to it. I definitely have a fever but I don't know how high it is. Yesterday it only got as high as 102°F, it might have gone higher because at one point I woke up in the bathroom in a fluffy towel in Asia's arms. I still have Ava's panda after she gave it to me yesterday; it was a good comfort tool.

Then again my sleeping has been really light so any sound could wake me up. I think someone told the others I was sick because the house was so quiet yesterday. It is still quiet now as I try to ignore the sudden dizzy spell which came with the nausea this morning. I am lucky that my temperature hasn't gone down so bad that I might start shivering. My body has a real bad tendency to do that, get really high then we can bring it to normal and then it will suddenly plummet down to below normal.

I slept on and off all day yesterday and I think today is going to be the same. I got a bit upset a couple of times yesterday but all my past experiences with being sick have always been bad, like having to stay in my family's back porch with a bucket no matter what the weather was until the sickness had passed. I also had a drip for most of yesterday but once I showed I could keep some water down for a while they took it out. I have a small feeling it is going to go back in this morning at some point.

Jorel was still sleeping but he woke up just as I threw up for the first time today. "It's okay baby, just relax," he says sleepily as he rubs my back. He is still half asleep, so I was expecting him to mumble it. Once I know I am done I lie back in bed and he feels my forehead. My fever has definitely spiked again that much I could tell him. "I'm going to get the thermometer and I might have to run the bath again," Jorel says, sounding a lot more awake now than he did before. He left the room and then returned minutes later. My vision was a little better but it was still blurry. I wanted my glasses but I am going to be lying down all day I think.

I feel the thermometer go into my ear and then I hear the beep moments later. "It's high, one hundred and four. Bathtub for you again dude," he says and I pout. I hate the cold baths but it brings my fever down so much since I can't take Tylenol. I threw up minutes ago, I don't feel like I could keep it down and we weren't going to try it either. 104°F is approaching dangerous fever levels and that wasn't good. I wanted to stay with Jorel but he left to go and run this bath so I could cool down. I guess the sheets might need changing again. I drenched them by sweating with this fever during the night and this morning.

"What time is it?" I ask Jorel as I slowly make my way to the bathroom and sit on the closed toilet lid. "Um about seven AM again," Jorel says checking a clock. I was probably going back to sleep after this and then sleep for a long while. Jorel wasn't too happy I walked into the bathroom but I couldn't bear being on the bed any longer being as sweaty as I am. I did feel dizzy but I wasn't feeling nauseous anymore. I was sitting down as well so that would help some other symptoms. "Why are you up anyway, I was going to come and get you in a couple of minutes," Jorel asks as he realises I was on the toilet and not mind chatting.