Fix Me // Jamilton

Chapter 11: Caring and Friends

- ALEXANDERS POV -
I wake up in my bed. Why am I here? Why am I not in class? Then I remember: Charles, Thomas, being carried back here. I look at the time. It was 4 pm. We left school at 12. I look around for Thomas but he isn't next to me. Instead, I find a water bottle, my afternoon pills, and a note.

Alex,
I didn't want to wake you but I'm making a late lunch. Please come eat if you're hungry.
Love you, Thomas <3

I set the note down and walk to the kitchen, still lagged down from just waking up. Thomas spots me and smiles.

"Hey, love. How'd you sleep?" He asks, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Okay. I'm still tired but the note said you were making lunch so... I decided to eat and then sleep again." I tell him, and kiss his chin, which is as far as I can reach without going on my tiptoes.

"Well, lucky for you, I just finished making lunch, so here you go!" Thomas tells me gently, and slides a plate across the table to me. I see on it some pork and rice. It smells great, so I start eating and stop staring at it.

"Good?" He asks in between a bite. I nod my head.

"I can't remember, but did I ever say thank you for taking me home and emailing everyone?" He nods, then tells me:

"You were saying something right before we got in the dorm. You seemed a little woozy so I figured you wouldn't remember it."

"Did you tell anyone besides the teachers and my dad?" I ask. I've decided to separate Washington from the teachers and just call him my dad, since Thomas knows what I'm talking about. He nods his head,

"Well... don't get mad, but I invited everyone over for just a chill gathering tonight at 7." I stare a little, cringing. Usually I would love to see my friends, but it was so hard to hold a conversation or even be happy during an episode. But I know he's only doing this to try to make me feel better, so I nod.

"Ok. Can I sleep some more though?" I've finished my food and had some of the water from my water bottle.

"Did you take your pills?" I shake my head no and he follows me to our room and gives them to me one by one. When I'm done, I lay down and Thomas wraps his arms around me, and sets an alarm for 6:30 pm so we have enough time to get ready before everyone arrives.

I can't sleep as well this time. I expected myself to crash as soon as I hit the pillow, like last time, but I drifted in and out of sleep every few minutes. Thomas was sleeping. I don't know how. I carefully untangled myself from his arms and crept out of the room. I didn't know what to do while I waited. It was 6. I could just pick up around the dorm? I decided to do so. After a little bit of cleaning, I hear the faint ringing of Thomas's alarm.

"Alex?" He calls out, sounding worried.

"Cleaning up a little." I call back, to let him know I was ok and what I was doing. He walked over to me and rubbed his eyes.

"Did you sleep anymore?" I shook my head.

"I thought you were exhausted?"

"I kept going in and out of sleep. I was getting annoyed with it so I just got up. Sorry if I worried you." I looked sheepishly to the floor. Thomas listed my chin up and kissed me.

"It's ok. I didn't think you would sleep perfectly after eating and getting energy. But at least you don't have to run on coffee for the next few hours."

"Should we change our clothes before everyone comes?" I ask, changing the subject a little.

"Well, seeing as your shirt has blood all over it and so does mine, I'll take that as a yes." He laughs. "Oh, and I have some ice in the freezer. I'll get it so you can put it on your eye to bring down the swelling." I walk to the bedroom as he goes to the kitchen. Soon, he's back with a pack and it's on my eye. It feels 10 times better already. My bruises are an ugly purple blue, and my busted lip is covered in dark red dried blood.