Choni Family One Shots and stories

Rowan is sick part 2

Disclaimer: Cheryl is momma and Toni is mom!!

Rowan's POV:

I wake up in my parents bed on momma's side. My head hurts really bad and my stomach feels uneasy. I quickly throw my hand over my mouth before running to the bathroom, which is connected to my parents bedroom. I lean over the toilet and start vomiting. I can hear my mom coming upstairs, probably hearing me from downstairs. Only seconds later I can feel her soft hands rubbing my back while pulling my hair in a ponytail behind my head. After a few minutes I stop and lean heavily on my momma. I just feel so sick. Her hands slowly trace my sweaty forehead before helping me up. After she flushes the toilet, she sits me down on the lid and hands me a toothbrush. I am more than happy to get this awful taste out of my mouth.

"You feeling better now honey?", my momma askes me softly. Was I feeling better though?

"Not really, momma" I answer her in a hoarse voice. She helps me up from the toilet and takes me back to her bed. I am now shivering and feeling really cold. I know I am already 17 but I just want my momma to cuddle me.

I have always been such a momma's girl, while my twin brother Jason comes after our mom. The little kids don't really care that much and Rose my eldest, little sister, also always wants our momma.

"Momma? Can you hold me, please?" I ask her, feeling embarrassed. I can't even look her in the eyes. I mean I am already 17 and shouldn't be so needy towards my momma. However I can't help it, she always makes the pain go away.

Cheryl's POV:

"Momma? Can you hold me, please?", my sweet Rowan askes me. I know she is embarrassed, I can tell by the way her eyes are fixated to the ground. She always does this when she is either feeling embarrassed of guilty. I know she thinks she is too old for cuddles.
After many years of abuse and hate from my own mother, I am more than willing to make my children feel as loved and wanted as possible. Both Toni and I made sure, that we are always available to them. Doesn't matter if it's just a headache or a bad grade in school.

"Of course my baby. You know you never have to feel embarrassed of wanting love.", I say as I lay down next to her on Toni's side of the bed. She immediately cuddles into me, holding me tight. I rub her back and ever so often squeeze her more into me. In this very moment I am the happiest I can ever be. Knowing my children are safe and loved in our home is the biggest accomplishment I ever achieved.

After a few minutes, I can feel wet tears in the crook of my neck. I immediately pull back to look her in the eyes. I can now see how sick she really is. Her skin is pale and sweaty, she is hot to the touch and she has huge, dark circles underneath her eyes.

"Oh honey, I am so sorry you are not feeling good." I say as I once more hold her tight to my chest. She continues crying a little longer before finally calming down.

"I just feel really bad, momma." She tells me in a weak voice. It breaks my heart to see her like this.

"I know baby girl. You want to come downstairs with me and lay on the couch? Mom and your siblings should be coming home soon. I am going to prepare some dinner, how does some chicken noodle soup sound Rowan?" I ask her in a gentle voice.

She scrunches up her nose in a cute way, telling me that she really isn't hungry, but would like to come downstairs with me.

We made our way down the stairs before I help her settle on the couch. She lays down and I tuck her in with a warm and fuzzy blanket. While she is watching TV, I start preparing some dinner for the family.
I make some soup, spaghetti and salad. I also set the table and make sure to have enough water available.

Toni's POV:

After Cheryl called me to tell me that Rowan is sick, I felt really bad for her. I am just glad that Cheryl is home with her, because I  know how much of momma's girl she is. I love it though, the bond they share is really special. I know it is also important for Cheryl, after spending almost 18 years of her life being emotionally abused. We swore from the moment we decided to start a family, that our children won't ever take a step on this earth feeling unwanted or unloved. And so far I would say we did an amazing job of raising these beautiful human beings.

It's 4 pm now and I make my way to the car to pick up the kids. Josie went on a last minute playdate with the Keller kids and the big ones have their after school activities. I first pick up Rose from her gymnastics class. She has always been our happy child. There is just this beautiful smile constantly on her lips, her eyes shine like the sun and her long wavy hair is just naturally gorgoues. She tells me everything about practice and some new skills she learned.
Next we pick up Jason and Finley from sports. Finley's swim team practices in the High School Pool, while Jason is just outside playing football. They have both been doing it sinve they were litte. We put our kids into sports at an early age, wanting them to be active, however decide for themselves if they like it or not.
After that we went to pick up Josie together. Cheryl and I both wanted to experience pregnancy, so we kinda switched with giving birth. Cheryl carried the twins and Rose for 9 months while I gave birth do Finley and Josie. So we have three beautiful pale readheads and two more southern looking children.
We wouldn't have it any other way.

After we finally arrive at home it's already 6 pm. We always have our family dinner at 6:30. It is important for us to sit down as a family and talk about our day. As soon as we walk in, we can already smell the delicious food Cheryl cooked for us.
I walk over to her and greet her with giving her a hug and a tender kiss on the lips. Next I walk over to the couch, where Rowan is resting. I make sure to be gentle around her and give her a lingering kiss to the forehead, frowning of how warm she feels.

"Hi baby girl, I heard you are not feeling well today. I am sorry, honey" I tell her. She looks up at me with her big brown eyes. She smiles and sits up to give me a warm, welcoming hug. I hug her back tightly before we both make our way to the dining room. All kids wash their hands and we eat in silence.

"Can I please lay down again moms?" Rowan askes in a weak and hoarse voice. Poor baby!!

Cheryl nods before getting up to help her settle on the couch once more. She comed back and we continue our meal while talking to the kids about school and practice.

After doing the dishes, Jason, Finley and Rose make their way upstairs to take a shower and finish their homework. I give Josie a quick bath before meeting Cheryl in her room to tuck her in together. She is out like a light as soon as her head hits the pillow. We just smile and watch her sleep for a bit.
After that I take a shower myself, while Cheryl starts her night routine.
After we finish it is already 9pm, which means it is time for Rose and Finley to go to bed. We again say our goodnights. We lightly knock on Jason's door, only to find him passed out on his bed. I tuck him in and Cheryl kisses his forehead.
Last but not least we make our way back downstairs to check on Rowan. She is sleeping peacefully on the couch. I feel bad to wake her up, so I just decide to carry her to our bedroom. I know she would never admit it, but she loves sleeping in our bed. We lay down too and she immediately cuddles into Cheryl's side.
We watched a bit of TV, talk about our day and discuss about our kids, before deciding to go to bed ourselves. I just look at Rowan a bit and kiss her forehead. She feels warmer than before so I get up to find the thermometer. I stick it into her ear without having to wake her up for it. It reads 102.8 – that is definitely high.
We wake her up briefly for aome tylenol and Cheryl holds a wet face cloth to her head.

We settle down again and I switch off the bedside lamp. I quickly but lovingly kiss Cheryl on the lips before cuddling Rowan's back, creating a sandwich out of us. I just hope the night runs smoothly and that Rowan will sleep through it. Hopefully her fever breaks.