I wake up in my bed and rub my eyes, sighing. "I don't feel good" I mumble to myself. "Ben!" I yell, feeling like I'm going to be sick. He instantly runs into my room.
"What's wrong? You okay?" Ben asks, looking at me. "I think I'm gonna be sick" I say and close my eyes. He picks me up and carries me to the bathroom, gently setting me on the floor.
"Do you want me to stay in here? Do you need anything?" Ben asks. "You can go, but will you me some water and my phone please?" I ask, looking up at him. He does and leaves the room, coming back a minute later with my water and phone.
"Thank you..." I whisper, sitting with my back against the edge of the bathtub. "No problem. Call me if you need anything" Ben says and leaves the room. A few minutes after he leaves the room, I start throwing up.
After a few minutes, I lean back against the bathtub. I take a drink of my water and sigh, calling Rory's phone. "Hey, Wheels! Where are you?" She asks when she answer.
"Hey... I can't come over... I'm throwing up..." I whisper, running my fingers through my hair. "I'll be right over" Rory says and hangs up before I can protest. I put my phone down, taking another drink.
***Rory's POV***
I put my shoes on and quickly wipe my eyes, heading to Marley's house. I get there after a few minutes, knocking on the door. "Hey Rory. How was Ireland? Wait... Are you okay? You look like you've been crying" Ben asks and looks at me, moving so I can come in.
"Hey... Where's Marley?" I ask, ignoring Ben's questions. "She's in the bathroom" He says and goes back to the couch. I go to the bathroom and knock on the door. "Can I come in?" I ask.
***Marley's POV***
"Yeah" I respond and look down at the floor. Rory comes in and sits next to me on the floor. "You okay?" She asks softly, grabbing my hand. I start to nod but then I quickly lean forward, throwing up.
Rory rubs my back but I hear her cuss under her breath. "Ben!" She yells. "Oh my gosh..." Ben says when he runs into the bathroom. I open my eyes and see the blood in the toilet, instantly getting dizzy.
Ben quickly comes over to me and picks me up. "You're okay, sis" He whispers and asks Rory to get my chair from my room, carrying me to the truck. Ben puts me in my seat and Rory puts my wheelchair in the back.
They both get in, Rory sitting next to me. She let's me lean against her and I close my eyes, falling asleep.
***Rory's POV***
We get to the hospital and we run inside, Ben carrying Marley. Two nurses run over and help Ben lay Marley on a bed. They rush Marley to a room to examine her, not letting me back since I'm not family.
I call Mr. Price for Ben so that he can stay with Marley. "Hello?" He asks when he answers. "Mr. Price, it's Rory. Marley is in the ER because she started puking blood" I say.
"I'll be right there" He says and hangs up. I sigh and curl up in my seat, resting my forehead against my knees. Mr. Price gets here and has to fill out some forms before he can go see Marley.
Mr. Price finishes filling out the forms and then a nurse takes him back to see Marley. I'm stuck in the waiting room by myself, with no clue as to what is going on.
YOU ARE READING
Wheels
Художественная прозаMarley Nicole Price is a 17 year old misfit that just started her junior year at a new school, in a new state.