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Heart of hardships

He kissed me gently. My heart .. it was so heavy again.

Right after Jackson went back into the room I fell on the floor.

Still lost in my mind and without orientation

I crawled through the kitchen. "H..Help..help .."

My throat was thick and I felt like my arms were limp.

A few minutes ago I was perfectly good but now I layed there like a wet dog. "

Irina? Youre still here? ..Oh, oh my crack!"

Zicos voice rang through my ears and I tried to get up but he was faster than me.

"Hey .. is everything okay with you?" He grabbed me by my shoulders and sat me up.

I leaned myself against his leg with my back and breathed in and out. After a while it got a little better.

"Thank you .." I breathed heavily. He nodded.

"I think you really should sit down for a minute or something.."

"But I can hardly .. hardly sleep .." "Okay, Im gonna sing a song for you."

I looked at him

"Then.. I wont sleep at all.." He laughed

"We should wait before you try to do stuff.. stay and sit here."

Since the soil was cool, I had a pleasant feeling -

until Zico putted his hand on my neck. "Do you have a pain here?"

I shrugged as he lightly squeezed his hand. "Ah .." "What?"

I closed my right eye from pain and coughed.

"Do you have any allergies?" "Hm.. no, not that I know of.."

"Okay, then you should go to the doctor tomorrow." "..uh .. * Cough *"

"There, there .."

With the hand that leaned on my back  he patted my shoulder.

"Youre sweating so much .. you should really get examined."

His eyes were always on my forehead.

I felt so surrounded. "What are you doing here?!" I turned my head to the right

and coughed Jackson against the knee. "Hey, you ah-"

He knelt down and hugged

me from behind. Zico let go of my back and stood up again.

He looked confused to the right and left while I was still sitting on the floor.

"Honey, are you not feeling well?" Jacksons hand stroked my cheeks, lips, and my forehead until I held it.

"Its all ah .. everythings Okay." It got harder and harder to speak so I stopped.

"Ill take you to the hospital immediately." When he was just about to lift me up he stept to the back.

An arm stopped him. "You wont." "What?"

Jackson grabbed Zico on his T-shirt.

"Leave us alone." Jackson went on and helped me up.

I stood there in my light blue pyjama and looked confused with a thick throat. "Thank you .."

I whispered to Zico with tired eyes. He nodded and turned away.

Jackson didnt noticed anything because he was too busy with his anger so he took my arm.

He tried to shook it and made strange movements. "eh .. Jackson?"

I looked at him and took a step back. He needed a break and moved his eyebrows in a funny way.

I knew exactly what was about to come next. "You!" He pointed his finger at me

"I dont really need to be jealous, cause Im..YAH!"

I took his hand and went straight out of the kitchen, eventhough I was really slow.

"Youre wild and sexy, I know." He putted his dramatic face on.

Again he made ​​me laugh and yet I felt somehow .. weird.  I held my throat and swallowed a few times. It was still difficult, but it got more and more easier to breathe.

"Away with the jokes.. what has really happened?" I didnt hesitate and said

"Shortly after you left into my room I fell down and my throat got thick.

Ive also quickly got a cough .. crazy junk .. "