Team USA Ducks

9.

I Don't Want To Wake Up

Wednesday December 16

My alarm clock went off, I hit the snooze button but I just laid there staring up at my ceiling. I didn't want to move. I didn't want to get up and get ready for school. I didn't want to go to school today. I didn't want to do anything today but I knew that I had to. I felt my eye lids getting heavier and heavier. Then I got this sick feeling. It was a horrible feeling. My stomach was hurting. My throat started to burn and so did my stomach. I felt it, it was coming. I hurried and got up and ran to the bathroom. It came up. I felt the tears fall down my face. I never cried when I got sick, never. There was something different this time and I had no idea why. 

I sat there for a good ten minutes before anyone decided to come and look for me. I heard my door open and I heard the footsteps on the floor. My bathroom door opened. I didn't want to look up to see who it was. I didn't even want them to see me. I didn't want them to see me like this, especially not now. 

"Are you okay?" I was asked. I didn't look up. I didn't want to speak. I didn't nod or shake my head to give a yes or no answer but instead I shut my door in their face and threw up once again. "Can I open the door again?" I was asked. I didn't even answer, they opened up the door again. This time I looked up at them. I got up this time no matter how much pain I was feeling or what I was feeling like. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked him. He looked at me blankly and confused. 

"Tinsley, I just wanted to talk to you. Now I just want to be here for you." he said. 

"Dean I never asked for you to be here. I don't even want you here. I thought Fulton made it clear to you." I told him. 

"Well apparently not. Please since I am here and your parents have to go to work and your brother has to go to school, let me take care of you. You don't need to be here home all by yourself. Please." 

"You know what fine, only because I want to get better not because I want you here because I honestly don't." 

"Fine by me."

"But there are rules, no telling me that you're sorry, no telling me how you have been, no telling me about your girlfriend and most certainly I don't want to here anything about your life and how much you missed me." He nodded.

"Got it, can I ask you about yours and how have you been?"

"Sure because you have no idea how I have been doing and you pretty much don't anything to has went on with me." He nodded again.

"Well I'm going to go and tell your mom that you're not going to school today and that I will be here taking care of you." I nodded my head.

He walked out of my room and I went and laid in my bed. I laid on my back, looking back up at the ceiling. I was afraid to move. I was even afraid to get my blankets and cover myself back up again. I felt like if I moved a certain way more of it would come back up. In a matter of five minutes Dean walked back into my room. He noticed that I was laying there with no blankets on. He grabbed my blankets and covered me with them.

"Thanks." I said and he smiled.

"No problem." I smiled.

He sat down in my bed with me and I handed him the remote off of the nightstand beside my bed. He smiled and took it from me.

"Go ahead, find something to watch. Just keep the volume down." I said and he nodded his head. I rolled o yo my side and wrapped my comforter around me. It didn't take me long until I was out of it.

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When I woke up, I woke up to someone snoring. I looked over at Dean and noticed that he was out of it. I got up and walked to my bathroom.

"Tinsley!" I heard.

"I'm in the bathroom Dean." I yelled through the door.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm fine. I just had to pee." I said. I finished and did whatever else and I walked back out.

"I thought maybe you were in there getting sick again." I shook my head. 

I walked back over to my bed and laid back down. He looked at me and smiled. 

"Why do you keep smiling and looking at me like that?" I asked him and he only smiled at me more. 

"What do you mean? Am I not allowed to smile at you? Am I not allowed to look at you? I mean come on, you make me happy, you're so beautiful." okay now that made me smile. 

He got closer to me, I knew what was coming, I wanted it to happened again. We keep doing this. I wanted him to kiss me. Honestly I didn't care that I was sick, I just wanted to kiss him. He got closer, I got closer, our lips touched and we kissed. It felt nice, it felt right. I missed his kiss, his lips, just him. 

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My alarm clock went off, waking me up, I woke up with a smile on my face. I was feeling sick and ran to the bathroom. I knew right then and there I wasn't going to go to school and I was okay with that. I was sad. I was sad because of the fact the whole thing that went down with Dean was part of just a dream. Why? Wait, why did I say that? Do I still like him? Maybe I do. Okay yeah I do like him still and I think I always will. I went back to sleep hoping to dream of Dean again.