# chapter fourteen

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"How are you feeling, V?" Rian sat by the bed while the three of us stood by the side.

"Don't talk to me like I'm dying! I'm OK. Just sleepy," she giggled.

Even when she is sick, she could still joke around. She coughed and sat up. Her face turned light green.

"Are you sure you're OK?" Alex took a step back.

"OK, I lied!" She ran to the toilet.

"Blech!" Issaac, Kenneth and Narelle ran into the toilet after her.

"Did you get food poisoning or something?" We heard Narelle asking.

"I don't know-!" She vomited again.

All of us stared back at each other. I peeped in the toilet and saw Issaac rubbing Victoria's back and pulling her hair out of her face as she vomited out in the toilet bowl.

They came back out. Issaac and Narelle each holding her arms as they guided her back to the bed. They lay her down just as Rian was moving out of the way.

"I think we should bring her to the doctor's," Narelle whispered to Issaac and Kenneth.

"No! We have a concert tonight," Victoria heard it and immediately protested.

Victoria's sudden protest shocked me. She wouldn't let her sickness be in the way of performing. I admired her. She coughed.

"Did you guys see how badly Victoria wanted to perform?" Alex shook his head.

"Yeah. Jack didn't even want to perform after his hangover," Rian nodded his head.

"Hey!" I rolled my eyes.

"Imagine the sad looks on their fans' faces!" Alex exclaimed.

"Is that why you offered for us to open for them?" Zack folded his arms across his chest.

"Yeah. And let's give them a ten minutes break before performing. Remember guys, Victoria is still sick. We'll meet Mark and the others tomorrow night," Alex spoke.

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