RoadtripTv oneshots

43: Ill/Jandy

Requested by RTTVBiggestFan and CarlyNicole1623
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Jack

I jolt awake and jump out of bed. Immediately, I run to the bathroom. I kneel in front of the toilet and clutch the seat tightly with my hands. I retch and throw up into the toilet. I hate this. Absolutely hate this.

Finally after throwing up much, nothing comes out anymore. Now I'm just retching, though, and that feels even worse. As I'm quiet for a little bit, I hear shuffling outside. Then a small knock is heard. "Jack, baby?", Andy whispers. "Are you okay? Can I come in?" I just whimper again.

I don't want him to come in, he'll get sick as well. "Jack?", he knocks again. "No... don't come in..", my voice sounds raspy and ruined. "Oh, baby..", and sighs and pushes open the door slightly. I am quick to lean against it. I don't want him to see me like this.

Suddenly, I have to throw up again, leaping forward to the toilet. Andy uses the opportunity to open the door and step in. When he sees me on the floor, he crouches down immediately, a hand coming to my hair. I retch again and my boyfriend sighs.

Exhausted, I fall to the floor, Andy holding me to him. My head in his lap, his strong arms around me. "Oh, Jacky.. why didn't you tell me you were sick?", he mumbled softly while stroking my cheek. "Don't want you to get ill as well", I answer, eyes dropping. "Don't worry about me baby, I'll be fine"

I was already half asleep, when I feel that I'm being lifted up. Only seconds later, my tired body hits the sheets. Andy's body right next to me, I snuggle into him. During the night, I drown in and out of consciousness.

Next morning
I wake up, still feeling sick. Slowly, I sit up and look around. Andy's not here anymore. I instantly panic and try to stand up. "A-andy", I whimper. One step after another I manage to reach the door. I'm about to open it, when it swings open, what seems like by itself.

"Hey, Jack, what are you doing?", Andy said while entering the room, "come on, let's go lay back down." Andy supports me back to my bed, helping me sit down, leaning my back on the headboard. "I brought you some food", he says, smiling at me. He hands me a tray with a tea and two plain peaces of toast. Ugh, I hate being sick. You can't even eat good stuff without having to throw up again.

Nevertheless, I eat one of the toasts before putting it aside, feeling full. Andy sits down next to me again and brings me to his chest. His fingers tangle into my hair again, slowly massaging my head. "I love you Jack", I hear Andy whisper before I drift of to sleep again.

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25.06.2019
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