Zane (Pov)
I feel like shit. I look like a corpse. And my emotions are everywhere. Irene, I sound like a teenager. I'm wearing nothing but boxers and an over sized hoodie that I have not even the slightest clue where I got it. I feel as if I'm in a desert but I also feel like I'm in the south pole. I'm tired but wide awake. And do not even get started with the emotions I have. I tried taking my daily medication but I nearly vomited it up.
My phone glowed as it vibrated, making my head hurt even worse. And no, I'm not hungover. I don't drink. I turned down the brightness on my phone then looked at the text. It was from Aph, she's planning on checking up on me with Travis. Maybe I should put on pants... I'll do it later. I curled into a ball and fell asleep.
'Should we wake him up?'
'You want to die?'
'No...'
'Well there's your answer. Now get me an ice pack he's burning up.'
'Okay, I'm gonna start boiling water while I'm at it. I plan on making soup for everyone and he has the things to make it properly.'
I heard a door close and I slowly open my eyes, the light burning them. I found Aphmau going through my wardrobe.
"Hey, Zane," Aphmau said softly turning to me, "How you feeling."
"Utterly shitty," I replied with my scratchy voice.
"Well don't worry Nurse Aphmau and Doctor Travis will help you," she giggled.
"Oh Irene...,"
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