Be Patient... Please.

Chapter 4

I wake up on the floor. I must have fallen off during the night. I look at my clock and sigh. 4:00 am. My alarm is set for 6:00. Fuck... only 2 hours of sleep. I know I won't be able to fall back asleep so, I guess I'll just leave early. On the plus side, I'll be getting to class early and won't have to walk with Larry and be bothered with questions. I get up from my bed and stumble forwards, I'm suddenly flushed with a wave of dizziness. Shit. I try to walk and fall to my knees. My head is pounding. Why is it so hot in here? I stand back up and walk against the wall for balance. I reach the door and walk into the living room. I see that the living room is still clean from yesterday, good. I take a step forward and it looks like the whole world had turned upside down, I fell again. I feel like such crap... I look up and it's 7:00 am, I must have passed out. So much for leaving early, school starts at 7:30 and it takes 15 minutes to walk. Guess being on time will have to do. It takes a couple minutes but I finally manage to gather enough strength to grab a new t-shirt and change into it. I stumble to the front door and slowly slide on my shoes and grab my backpack.

I walk out of my apartment, still feeling like I'm about to collapse. I stumble into the elevator and almost pass out while waiting for it to reach the main floor. The ring from the elevator almost made me scream, it seemed so much louder than usual, must be the headache. I walk out of the apartments and am almost overwhelmed. The sudden change in temperature made me even dizzier. I start to walk forward and feel my vision blur. In the distance, I see a figure. Next thing I know I'm falling to the ground.

I wake up on a bed, my eyes were too heavy to open, I was still half awake so I decided to just lay there for now. At first, I thought it was a dream and was still in my bed, but I realize, this bed is way to comfy to be mine. I shift a little to also notice that the bed is larger. All of a sudden a cold cloth is placed on my head. I internally start freaking out. I'm too exhausted to move or talk, all I can do is sit there. Where am I? After a couple minutes of laying there, I feel the rag be removed, I hear some splashing of water and the rag is replaced, now colder. Is someone taking care of me? Am I in dads bed and he's doing this? I relax a little, realizing that this is most likely my father. After a couple minutes, I hear a door open and close, assuming that my dad, the person taking care of me had left, I try to finally open my eyes. What I see had surprised me so much I almost passed out again. I was not at home. It was none other than Larry's room. He was not in the room, but beside the bed was a small table with a bowl of water with ice cubes in it, and some rags. How did I get here? What happened to me? Why did I pass out all of a sudden? So many questions were running through my mind. All of a sudden Larry's door opened. Larry walked in holding a glass of water and a plate of pancakes. He looked at me and his eyes widened when he realized I woke up.

"You're awake!" He says surprisingly. "How are you feeling? I was waving to you and all of a sudden you collapsed. I carried you through the back entrance. When I got you here I set you down and you were burning up. I hope that the cool rags helped with the fever."

He came and sat on the bed next to where I was laying. He placed his hand on my forehead and nodded.

"Your fever went down," He said. "But you still have one, take it easy. By the way, don't worry about not going to school, my mom let your dad know you're here."

I was still too shocked, nauseated, and tired to talk, so I just nodded and again, closed my eyes.

I woke up startled. I sat up quickly and started breathing heavy. I had that dream again, from the night in the hospital, the one with Larry... I'm still not sure why this dream keeps happening. I can never remember it either. Just little wisps of memory, all that lingers is a sense of happiness, but it never stays long. Every time I have that dream, I feel more and more uneasy, like more shards are shifting, more trying to change their position. It keeps getting worse and worse. I looked over at the clock, it was 7:00 pm. I slept all day... That's what I get for only sleeping for about an hour each night all month... My headache is still there, all lot better, but still there. I stand up and use the wall as support so I don't collapse. I open Larry's room to see Larry and his mom, Lisa, talking. Before I can say anything Lisa notices my presence, she sees me and her eyes widen. All of a sudden she runs up to me and hugs me. I'm so shocked that I almost, again, pass out. I keep my composure, but I'm really not used to hugs so It's a bit of a new experience. Lisa lets me go and smiles warmly at me. She then walks into her room and shuts the door. Larry looks and me and smiles as well.

"You sleep well?" he asks. "Seems like you did, from the fact that you were snoring so loud."