Roommates

Sick.

Me and Mikey were on my bed.  I was laying down and he was sitting beside me.  I felt like shit.  My stomach was hurting, I still felt nauseous, and I had a massive headache.  I groaned and rolled over clutching my stomach.  Mikey looked down at me.  Nothing but concerned on his face.  He brushed my hair out of my face and felt my forehead.  "Do you feel hot?" He asked.   "No, I feel cold." I said.  "Your forehead is on fire." He said.  He stood up and put my blanket over me.  "Stay here." He said.  I nodded.  Why would I go anywhere anyway.   I heard him messing are in the kitchen and living room.  He was looking for something, but what?  He started talking to someone.  Frank came into my room.  "Do you have a thermometer?" He asked quietly.  I shook my head no.  "Okay."  He walked out of my room.  Mikey came back into my room and sat down on my bed.  "How do you feel?" He asked softly.  "Horrible." I grumbled.  "No I mean like do you have a stomach ache, do you feel like you're going to vomit?" He said.  "My stomach hurts badly, I feel nauseous, and I have a terrible headache." I said in what sounded like I whine.  "Okay." He whispered.  He got up and left again.  I'm a grown woman.  I can take care of myself.  I don't need them to take care of me!  I tried sitting up my my stomach pains stopped me from doing so.  I groaned out loud.  Gerard peeked in.  Great, another one.  "What's wrong?" He asked.  I shook my head.  "My stomach." I whispered.  "Oh." He mouth and nodded.  "Mikey and Frank went out to get you some things, okay?" Gerard said.  "You guys really don't have to do this stuff for me." I said.  "We're just trying to help." He said softly.  I nodded as he went to close the door.  "Wait." I said.  He turned around.  "Yeah?" He said.  "Can you get Ray?" I asked.  He looked at me.  "Please?" I asked.  "Okay." He nodded. 

A few moments later Ray came in.  "Hey." He said softly.  I suddenly felt the need to vomit.  "Hey." I said quietly.  "You want to talk to me?" He said.  "Yeah.  I just wanted to say sorry." I said.  "For what?" He asked.  My stomach made a weird noise.  "Oh god." I groaned.  "Are you okay?" He asked stepping closer to me.  "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just a little sick." I whispered.  "Okay.  Um, what were you saying?" He said.  "Sorry." I said.  "Sorry for what?" He asked.  "Sorry about the movies." I said.  He looked at me.  "Brie, that was three days ago.  It's fine." He said.  "But you're still upset." I said.  "Of course I'm still upset but you don't want me so I can't do anything about it." He said.  He looked sad talking about it.  I felt more nauseous than before.  I got up and ran to the bathroom.  Ray slowly came in.  I couldn't stop and I hated it.  I pretty sure anyone would hate it.  I felt someone hold my hair back.  They were rubbing my back as I threw up.  I stopped throwing up but kept gagging a little.  They let go of my hair and I stood up.  I turned around and saw Ray with a face that had a hit of disgust on it.  I laughed at him.  He smiled at me.  He got me some water and I drank it before he told me to lay back down.  "If you need anything just call me or Gerard." He said and walked out of my room.  I guess me and Ray are good now.  I hope so.

Frank and Mikey got back after a while.  Frank checked my temperature.  "106°." Frank said.  "You have a fever." He said.  "I think I know." I said.  "I'm just saying." He told me.  Mikey gave me some medicine for my stomach and nausea.  He sat down beside me.  "I got you some medicine for a fever just in case but I'll let you take that later." He said.  I nodded.  "I talked to Ray." I told Mikey.  "I think me and him are good now." I said.  Mikey nodded.  "I think you should apologise to him though." I whispered.  He looked over at me.  "I will." He said.  "Thank you." I whispered.  "You don't have to say thank you." He smiled.  I rolled my eyes and looked away from him.  "You should get some rest." He said standing up.  I groaned.  "What's wrong?" He asked, panic showing in his voice.  I smiled at him.  "I don't want you to leave." I whispered.  He smirked at me.  "But you need rest." He said.  "Please stay." I said.  "Brie." He said sternly.  "Please." I whispered.  "Fine." He smiled.  "I'll stay in here with you." He said.  He sat down at my desk, which was on the other side of my room.  My room was the smallest so it didn't matter because he was still a little close to me.  I laid down and closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep.

I woke up and the first thing I saw was Mikey on his phone.  I groaned and sat up.  He looked up at me.  "You slept a pretty long time." He said.  I looked at my clock it was almost seven pm.  I looked over at Mikey.  "Well you wanted me to get rest." I said.  He rolled his eyes and smiled at me.  "Do you feel any better?" He asked.  "Yeah. My head doesn't hurt anymore and my stomach ache has died down." I said.  "That's good.  I'm still gonna give you some fever medicine just in case, okay?" He said.  "Okay." I nodded.  Even though I didn't want him or any of the other boys to take care of me, I actually liked it.  Mikey left my room to go get the medicine.  I didn't want to stay in my room all day so I wrapped myself in a blanket and walked into the living room.  Frank, Ray, and Gerard were all sitting on the couch.  I sat down beside Gerard.  He looked over at me and smiled.  "You feeling any better?" He asked.  I nodded.  "That's good." He said.  Mikey came over and gave me medicine with my blood and sat down beside Ray.  Thank God he gave me my blood and not water.  Took it.  I gagged after doing so.  It was the most terrible thing I have ever tasted.  Worse than the sausage Ray gave me once.  Frank laughed at me.  "You're lucky you don't have to take this shit." I said to him.  "I know I am." He said.  I saw Gerard nudge him with his elbow.  Frank rolled his eyes but still laughed a little.  I stuck my tongue out at him.  Mikey smiled when I stuck my tongue out at him.  I remembered Mikey saying he would apologize to Ray.  I hope he did.  They started to talk so I figured he did.  Gerard looked at me.  "You and Ray are good now?" He questioned.  I nodded.  "Good." He said.  I'm pretty sure me and him are good now.  If not I don't know what to do to get us to be good again. 

Ray was the first to go to bed.  Then Frank and Gerard.  Me and Mikey sat on the couch alone.  He sighed.  "I apologised to Ray." He said.  "Okay." I nodded.  "So we're all good again." He said.  "Kay." I said.  He started to softly laugh.  "What?" I asked.  "You." He said.  "What about me?" I asked.  "You look funny." He said.  "Why do you say that?" I asked.  "Because all I can see is your face.  You have that blanket wrapped all around you." He chuckled.  "Well it's the only way I can keep warm." I said.  "Seriously? It's still summer." He said.  "But I'm sick." I said dramatically.  He laughed.  "I know a way to keep you warm." He said with a small smirk.  "And how is that?" I asked.  "Come here." He said.  I walked over to him and sat down.  He pulled me closer to him and hugged me.  No, cuddled me.  I blushed.  "You warm?" He whispered.  I nodded and leaned over on him in a more comfortable position.