Jai's P.O.V.
"I feel sick," I heard someone whisper and then I was slapped hard.
"Oi," I yelled and then sat up, "What was that for?"
"Jai I don't feel well," Luke moaned.
He was sitting on the corner of my bed, in our room, clutching his stomach.
"When did this happen," I asked tiredly.
"This morning," was the simple answer.
"Have you thrown up yet?"
He nodded and then gagged into his hand.
"Shit," I said and then helped him to the bathroom, carrying him by his armpit, and trying to take him there as quietly as I could.
We didn't make it, but a couple of seconds into the bathroom before he threw up on himself, his shoes, and my shoes. He was loud so I closed the door, hoping that he didn't wake anyone yet. He fell out of my hand and onto his hands and knees, coughing loudly and gagging. He threw up on the floor again and I tried to move him, but he wouldn't let me.
He kept throwing up so all I could think to do is grab the trash can and go wake Beau. I put the trash can in front of him and then went to Beau's room.
"Beau," I said and then slapped him a couple times on the cheek.
"What," he asked.
"I uh Luke's in the bathroom, he won't stop throwing up."
"Go get James."
I listened and ran past the bathroom, still hearing Luke puking, to James's room.
"James," I whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"Luke is in the bathroom and he won't stop throwing up. It's scaring me."
"Ok Jai, c'mon."
I followed James back into the bathroom. He helped Luke to the toilet and then went to go clean the trash can while I made sure Luke was ok. He kept throwing up and he was crying now because it was coming out of his nose and mouth. I started crying myself, hating how sick my twin was. I had to keep watching him though, just in case something bad happened.
It didn't take long for that moment to happen because as soon as I looked back over at him, red stuff was coming out of his mouth and nose. Is that blood? I started sobbing.
"James," I yelled, "Hurry!"
Luke and I were both sobbing as he retched and more red stuff gushed out of his mouth and nose. James finally ran in here and saw what was happening.
"Oh shit," he yelled and ran back out.
I couldn't even stop crying and neither could Luke, nor could he stop throwing up bile and red stuff. A couple of minutes later James, Beau, and Daniel ran in.
"Move Jai," James told me.
I got up off of my knees and moved out of the way. James and Beau carried Luke out of the bathroom and Daniel held the trash can for Luke to throw up in. They took him outside and helped him into the car.
"Jai stay here," Beau told me.
"Why," I asked, still sobbing.
"You're crying now, we don't even know what's wrong and you're crying."
"That's why I'm crying! I don't know what's going on!"
"Just stay here," Beau repeated and then got into the driver's seat if the car.
