My So Called Best Friend

15

A:N
This chapter is a week after the last one
Mike and Kim's mom are sick with a cold
OK, enough

Kim POV

I am currently heading down stairs, its morning

So breakfast

What where's everyone

I walk around the kitchen, its clean

What's going on

I soon hear faint sneezes

I walk to Mike's room

He's on he's bed with a pile of tissues and the remote

He's nose is red and he's eyes are watery

Sneezing every five seconds

"Eww, you look disgusting

But I feel great

"Yeah,yeah,"he says, talking like he's breathing with he's mouth than he's nose

"Look," he says as he wipes he's nose with another tissue and throws it at the trashcan

I glace at the trash

Oh my

That's more than too full

I walk out of he's room

I'm about to head down stairs to make breakfast for myself when I pass mom's room

She is asleep, tissues around her too, snoring

I gently shut the door

"Kim is that you," mom says drowsy

"Yeah mom" I say

"Its up to you to make us feel better, OK," she says

Oh no, why

"Sureee," I say with a forced smile

30 minutes later

After finishing my breakfast, I wash the plates and head up stairs for torture 101

But before that I jog to my room to grab some gloves and a mask to cover my nose and mouth

Might as well be prepared

Let's do this

After one hour

I am dying

Ring ring, translation I have to attend to mike

"What do you want," I say

"I'm too cold, cover me," he says

I pack the pile of tissues that keep growing over and over again into the trash can

I cover him

Ring ring, I head to mom's room

"Can you bring me another box of tissues," she says quietly

"Here you go," I say as I hand her the box of tissues

"Thanks," she sneezes and rips it open

This is serious

Ring ring

"Can you hand me the remote"

Ring ring

"Can bring me a pillow this one is not comfy"

Ring ring

"A glass of lemonade"