5sos sickfics book 2

Entry 2

24-hour Bug - Luke

I open my eyes and i'm met with complete and total darkness, and an eerie silence that only a quiet house has. The lack of light coming through my window tells me that it's still night. I rub my eyes, as if that will make the sleep fade. I slowly turn my head to look at my blaring alarm clock. 3:17 am it reads. Of course. Why the fuck am i awak-

Damn. Why am i awake at 3:17 in the fuc-

My stomach rolls painfully, and my hands immediately wrap themselves around my abdomen, trying to calm it down. It doesn't work. My stomach rolls again, angrily

"Fuck" i mutter. My family doesn't get sick often, but when one person goes down, we all go down. My brother, Ben, had a stomach virus last week, but no one else seemed to show any symptoms. Until now.

I prop myself up omn my arms, my knees bent, and look around my room, eyes beginning to adjust to the darkness. I make out the shape of y door and my nightstand, along with a few stray clothes that i hadn't bothered to ever put away. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and start to stand up and get some medicine and ginger ale (leftover from last week, when Jack was ill), in hopes it will help my stomach. To no avail, my vision swims and suddenly there were two more doors in front of me. I shakily stumble back towards my bed, my leg hitting the baseboard. I sit back and press my back against the headboard, resting my head in my hands.

Guess standing is out of the question...

My stomach gives another painful stab. My hands shoot back to my abdomen, and i groan softly. I decide to slide back down so i'm lying horizontally in my bed, seeing as that was the most comfortable position, so far.

I don't remember when, but eventually the warmth from my sheets lulled me back to sleep.

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Crash

"BENJAMIN HEMMINGS GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN RIGHT NOW BEFORE YOU BREAK SOMETHING ELSE" I hear my mom yell.

I begin to get up again, last nights events forgotten (but quickly remembered). My hands wrap around my middle, trying to shield it from the outside world.

Still holding my middle, i gingerly stand. Thankful for not getting dizzy, i let my hands fall back to my side. I move to the chair in the corner of the room, my school uniform perched on it. I quickly change into it, wincing slightly when stretching my arms to pull my shirt over my head.
I open my door, which creaks a little in the process. I quietly descend down my stairs, my sock-clad feet making little to no sound against the hardwood floor.

"LUKE! COME DOWN HERE, BREAKFAST IS READY." My mom shouts, unaware of my presence.

"I'm right here, you don't have to yell." I respond mumble. My mom jumps a little.

"Oh, Luke! You scared me!" She laughs, putting a hand to her heart to emphasize her point. "Breakfast this morning is eggs and bacon, eat up" She says, handing me a plate filled with steaming food. I sit down on a barstool at the counter. My stomach grumbles hungrily, but simply the thought of eating almost makes me gag.

"Thanks, mum." I say quietly.

Jack walks in, and plops himself down right next to me.

"Mom," Jack says, getting her attention. I stopped listening after that, something about having college. I silently push my plate over, in front of Jack. Jack just shrugs in acknowledgement, my mom completely oblivious.

I make my way back up the stairs, and walk down the hallway to stand outside the occupied bathroom. The toilet flushes and the sink turns on. Ben walks out, and runs into me.