Brothers Bestfriend

Chap. 23

Alexa's POV

We both got in the car he lay his head back on the chair before moving his body slightly.

"Riley are you alright?" I asked concerned.

"My muscles just hurt calm down." He said starting up the car and I nodded my head. If he says so.

"Was it necessary for you to flirt with that girl." I said sighing on the drive home.

He shrugged his shoulders, "I was just trying to get us out of the situation. Stop being jealous."

"I'm not jealous." I lied okay maybe I was jealous.

I kept glancing at him he looked palish, color drained from his face. He kept his eyes on the rode, not even glancing at me once, he was gripping onto the steering wheel tighter than he should
be.

I bit my lip watching him. He cleared his throat then sniffed lightly. I wanted to talk to him about it but I knew he tell me its nothing. Soon we arrived back to our apartment I got off and started to walking toward the door.

I glanced back my eyebrows raising, when saw him still sitting in the car. I walked over and tapped on his window lighting led him to open the door and get out. "The stupid radio wont shut off." He mumbled then we took the elevator and we went back to our apartment.

Vanessa still has three months left of highschool. She went back home in Modesto to finish highschool. Jason was at work so only Riley and I are at the apartment.

I took off my shoes in a hurry he copied my actions. He locked the front door behind him.

"Riley are yo-"

"Alexa, I'm just tired after not getting good night rest." His voice was stern before it softened. "I'm going to go to sleep wake me up in a hour." He walked past me to our room.

I followed him. I went inside the room and saw him getting under the covers.

I walked over to him he glanced up at me "Hmm?"

I reached out my hand and put it on his forehead, my eyes widening at the heat. "R-Riley your burning up!" I said surprised, "Why didn't you tell me you have a fever?!"

"Its just a small fever Alexa, I didn't lose a leg." He gave me a small smile. I rolled my eyes, "Idiot."

I rolled off his socks, and pulling the covers up throwing the covers over him. "Stay put." I ordered leaving the with a sigh. Why couldn't he tell me he was feeling like crap?

I retreated to the bathroom after I got salt from the kitchen.

I filled a cup with warm water and salt, dipping the towel in it. I carried it back to his room, where I opened it with my behind, the cup in one hand and cloth over it.

"What's that?" I Ignored him and placed the cup on his bedside table and placed the warm cloth his forehead.

"This isn't necessary."

"Shut up you have a fever." I shushed him.

"I'm serious, I'm fine please go get some rest."

"Will you please just hush? Let me take care of you for once Jesus Christ!" This shut him up and I softened my voice, I placed my hand on his forehead, frowning at the temperature, "Have a nap. I will leave a glass of water here if you need a drink. I will make some vegetable soup for you okay?"

He watched me for a moment before smiling and nodding his head.

"Good now rest up and keep that on your head." I told him before leaving the room.
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I glaced up at the clock. It had been one hour since he fell asleep and his soup is just ready. I was fixing the soup by putting extra carrots and chicken in, one best ways to to cure a cold.

At least for a home remedy.

I carried the bowl of vegetable soup to our room.

I pushed his door open, I saw him fast asleep, I almost didn't have the heart to wake him up. I noticed that the cloth slip off I sighed. I put the soup down on the table and picked the cloth up from the bed.

He almost look adorable while he slept

"Riley ." I whispered and shook him lightly. His eyes fluttered open and he looked surprised then his body relaxed, he was still roasting.

"I'm sweating... Its hot in here." He said and he sat up wincing, probably from the pain from his muscles, "Can you turn the radiator off?"

"Its not on." I said glancing at his shirt, "Are you really that hot?" He nodded his head I sighed and began unbutton his shirt for him as I planted myself on the bed.

He raised his eyebrows and gave me a confused look. "Turn away" I snapped, "It feels awkward with you watching me." He did as he was told but didn't hide the grin off his lips. I pulled the shirt off of him, "Jeez your roasting. Doses that feel better?"

"Much" He nodded laying his head back down, "Just my body feels like crap." I laughed he was finally bring honest.

"Here soup sit up," I instructed him to up, I gave him the bowl of soup but. He did nothing.

"Eat it." I frowned.

"Feed me" My eyes widened. He was kidding right?

"No way!"

"Fine then I'm not eating." He pushed the bowl away like a little child my jaw tightened. Was he serious right now?

With a groan I picked up spoon and scouped up some soup. His eyes lit up when he saw me do this. "You're really going to feed me?" He chuckled, "I expected a no."

"Shut up and eat." Instead of bring caring and blowing on the soup to cool it down I shoved it straight into his mouth, it caused him to sputter slightly. I had a smug smile on my face, "Serves you right."

I passed him the soup, "Drink all of the soup, no matter how bad it tastes understood?" He nodded his head.

I stood up before I placed his hand on his cheek. "Get better soon it sucks not having you to look after me." I said before walking out the door.