We waved goodbye to Dr. Torrent as he disappeared through the terminal and boarded his plane. Walking back to the car, I listened to my bracelets jingle on my wrist. A soft breeze played with my hair as we drove back towards the apartment with the windows down in a thoughtful silence. Dr. Torrent would be back in a few days with—hopefully—a cure for our illness. Even though our lives were riding on his shoulders, I doubted he was as stressed as we were.
An hour and a half later we rolled to a stop in the parking garage of our apartment complex. As always, Carter followed me to my apartment. I probably didn’t look so good to him. I’d been getting progressively worse and the chances of me surviving until Dr. Torrent came back weren’t looking so good. I sat down, my head spinning. I sighed and laid my head in my shaking hands.
“How are you feeling?” Carter asked, hovering protectively over me.
“I don’t even know. I don’t feel sick as in cough sick. I feel like I’m about to collapse.”
“Did you eat?” I shook my head. “That could be why.”
He fixed me something to eat and stared at me from across the table making sure every bite disappeared. I assumed the protective side if the virus had kicked in within him and just allowed him to baby me.
“You have a lot of things to make up,” he said, referring to school. He tossed a yellow envelope at me. “This is for you.”
I pushed my plate aside and looked through the packet. “Can’t I just copy off of you?”
“I already handed mine in.”
“Liar.”
“You won’t learn if you don’t do it yourself!”
I rolled my eyes and got to work on the packet of schoolwork, occasionally looking up to find Carter staring at me. Doesn’t he get tired of looking at me? I wondered. My phone chimed. Tory was wondering what I was doing. Work, I replied. Carter raised his eyebrows at me.
“It’s nothing,” I said.
You got a job?
No. I meant schoolwork.
Ah I see. Does that mean you’re too busy to come play?
Play? What are we, six?
Someone as young as you shouldn’t be so uptight!
Uptight? How dare you?
I grinned at my phone. “Idiot,” I muttered.
“Having fun?” Carter asked. I hadn’t noticed he was standing right next to me. I jumped. “Oh I’m sorry. Did I scare you?”
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The Virus
خيال (فانتازيا)Author's Note: When i made the cover i used my Pen name instead of wattpad name so don't get confused :] * “What the hell is going on?” I shouted, hysterical. There was a searing pain in my heart and I dropped to my knees, clutching at my chest. I...
