Not Feeling So Well

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-Taylor's POV-

Mia limped towards the table and I pulled the chair out for her, she sat down with a sad face and slouched in the chair, Damen stood there and looked at her with huge eyes not saying a word,

"Hi Damen" Mia said with an expressionless face

"Hay Mia," Damen said hesitantly, he looked over at me and looked really concerned

"Mia have you taken your pain killers?" I asked breaking the silence

"Yeah but they haven't helped one bit." She said her voice wobbling a bit, she was pushing her food around her plate and I frowned,

"Are you not hungry?" Mia looked up at me and shook her head

"No"

I watched Damen and I was waiting for him to say something, "Mia can I have a look at your ankles and wrists after you are finished?" Damen said smiling a bit. Mia nodded and took a bite of her chicken.

"I'm sorry Tay, I can't eat this," Mia said as the colour drained from her face, she looked as white as a ghost,

I frowned and nodded,

"Its ok, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a bit," I said, I felt so concerned for her and I couldn't do anything to help her,

Mia nodded and got up from her chair, but gripped onto the table as she stumbled a bit,

"I'm not feeling so well, " she said holding her stomach. I stood up and rushed towards the bathroom as Damen picked her up and carried her to the bathroom,

Damen put her on the floor and she threw up her food and medicine she had just eaten, I held her hair up and rubbed her back, tears rolled down her cheeks as she leaned against the wall

"Tay what is happening to me" She said softly while crying as the tears ran down her cheeks in a steady flow. I felt so sorry for her.

"We can take you to the doctor tomorrow ok?" I said as I helped her off the floor.

Mia could hardly walk so Damen carried her upstairs to her room and I tucked her into bed.

-Mia's POV-

I lay in bed feeling so ill, my ankles and wrists were on fire and my head felt like a brick, one second I would feel cold and the next boiling, my legs felt like jelly and I couldn't walk on them because it hurt my ankles, I felt sick again and needed to go to the bathroom.

I crawled out of my bed and crawled towards the bathroom when I reached the bathroom I couldn't make it to the toilet and threw up on the floor, more tears ran down my cheeks as I lay on the cold bathroom floor, I had zero energy to go back and I nearly fell asleep on the floor before Taylor came rushing in,

"Mia, are you ok" Taylor said rushing into the bathroom and seeing the vomit on the floor

"No" I managed to say before I wanted to throw up again. Taylor ran out and Damen came in looking worried

"I'm sorry" I said as more tears fell down my cheek. Damen scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my bed and put me down softly as I shivered.

"Mia I have put a bucket here in case you want to throw up again, instead of going to the bathroom" Taylor said smoothing over my hair, it wasn't even late, it was only 7:30 but I had no energy and soon fell asleep while Taylor sat on my bed, watching over me.

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