Her Skate of Life (Victor Nikiforov X Oc)

The joys of being ill

I sat up so that I was leaning on my side. I had been continously coughing throughout the day and in myself I was starting to feel crappier and crappier.

I groaned as I heaved back down so that I was flat on the bed. When shall this torture end, it's pissing me off. I can't even watch anime, my head hurts when I listen to it.

I sighed to myself as I continued to stare up at the ceiling with half lidded eyes. Mum was right, I knew I should have taken a jacket or something.

As I continued to stare up at the ceiling, contemplating my small options of things that I could do, I heard the door shut in the hallway.

"Hello?" I stayed quiet as I listened to the timid voice. Well this is just going to be great. Not.

I continued to listen as mum's voice soon answered. I have nothing better to do, besides, this will keep me entertained for a while.

I listened to mum's voice as she chatted away as per usual. She had always made it her motto that every single one of her guests was like family and so they should be treated as such.

As I listened to her, I became bored slightly. Always the chatty one isn't she, I'm sure she's happy that at least two of her three children inherited that trait.

I closed my eyes and I focused solely on mum's voice, sometimes making my ears strain when I couldn't properly hear what she was saying.

"Yes..no no, I'm sure she'll be quite alright...yes...yes...I don't know, I'm sure she would be awfully upset if I allowed you to do that...I know but it's Hanako we're talking about...I doubt very much that she would want you two to become ill just because of her...well I suppose so...what? Of course...It's..."

The voice trailed off, obviously going to a whisper since even my strained ears couldn't hear it anymore.

"I wonder, what is she saying." I muttered to myself. As I uttered those words I could hear footsteps make their way down the hallway; down to my room. Why is it I just can't be alone for once? A knock sounded at my door.

"Hana, we're coming in." a quiet voice I had grown used to said through the lock of the door before opening it and shutting it behind hhim, allowing the other person to come through first though.

"What are you guys doing here, I'm pretty sure my Mum told you that I'm not very well." The boys shared a glancee at each other before turning back at me.

"Yeah, but still, we wanted to see you and make sure you were alright." I sighed and rolled my eyes slightly.

"Well you've seen me now and I'm as good as I can be in this predicament right now so if you please, go back through the door and go home." Another look was shared.

Noting that the boys were not going to leave anytime soon I sighed in aggitation.

"Fine you can stay, just sit down here." I pointed at a spot at the end of my bed as far away from me as possible.

"Thank you Hana, we'll be right back in a minute but we've got to go get something first though." I nodded as the dark haired and silver haired young men practically ran out the room, leaving the door open ajar slightly. Idiots, they could have at least closed the door behind them.

As my thoughts went on, my chest began to heaved up and down sharply as I began to cough once more. Damn it, it's just getting worse and worse.

"Hana? Are you okay?" A concerned voice asked me.

I covered my mouth with a slightly more pale hand than usual as I glanced at my door way. I shook my head softly side to side, trying not to make my headache any worse than it was already.