Back on the road: Oslo, Norway 5

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I take a sip of beer from the bottle. It makes me feel ill that I push it away and walk off back towards my room. I feel queasy and dizzy as I get to my door. The stress of it all is getting to me again. I collapse on my bed half reading a text that Caitlin sent back but not really reading it. I started shaking and sweating. I don't know why but I was getting panicky about it. I sent a text but I don't know who.
 

HELP ME

I feel like I am cold shivering like I am. Am I having another panic attack or am I having a seizure? Or is it just my body reacting to a sip of beer but then on the cruise I was given a drink. It is has been six months since I last drank alcohol. Now I am burning up, I change into my flannel pyjama pants and take off the t-shirt I was wearing. I am still burning. What's going on?

I close my eyes and try to concentrate on breathing. I don't hear the door opening and someone coming in. I don't hear the footsteps coming towards me. 

"J. Jordan. Hey!". I feel a hand on my shoulder. I feel my body tremble. " I got a message from Caitlin saying you sent her a message saying Help Me. She was worried as she didn't know what it means. Are you alright?". I shook my head no. I fully open my eyes. I wondered where that text ended up. There was Jon standing over me. "What's wrong?".

" Not sure".

"Tell me from the start".

I try to sit up but my body is trembling. " I came up here and spent an hour looking at a bottle of alcohol but don't know what. Donnie caught me and had a go. I went to have a shower then went downstairs to the bar. I ordered a beer and took a sip didn't want it so came back upstairs to my room. Where I felt queasy and dizzy. Then ever since I have been shaking and sweating. I'm scared I don't know what is causing this. It's not an attack, is it?".

"I think it's a panic attack but not sure. You feel hot". Jon picked up his phone and call someone. 

" I'm the hottest member of the group". 

"Don't start that again". I laid back down on the bed. Once I laid down I got up again. I tried to move out of bed to go to the bathroom. But I vomited all over the floor.  I am never going to be ok, am I? What the hell is going? The door opened again, there were Donnie and Jared coming into the room. I then ran to the bathroom, I made it this time. I threw up again. I walked back to my bed and laid down again. 

" What's going on?" replied Jared.

"You drank that bottle".

" No, I didn't. You saw me put back the unopened bottle back. How can you say that? Don't you trust me?". 

"It's not the drink. I think it's more to do with his PTSD. I think it's stress related".
Jared picked up his phone and was talking to somebody. I was shivering again.

" Put some clothes on if you're cold".

"Too hot" I replied. 

"I'm going outside for a minute. Can you keep an eye on him, D" he replied when on his phone "Mom..... " he walked out of the room. I couldn't hear any more. I wonder what he is up to. Same with Jared. I soon found out what Jared was up to when a doctor came. I started to get antsy but Donnie tried to keep me calm.

"Yuck! You all sweaty J" he said wiping his hand on my bed.  

"What's he here for?" I replied. 

"To check if there is anything wrong with you other than your PTSD condition. He might as well check your leg as well".

" Why? There's nothing wrong with me".

"Why were you throwing up?".

" Dinner didn't agree with me last night" I lied "What time is it?".

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