Sheo Forever

Chapter 7 - 'Never fear, Dr. Theo is here'

Sorry it's taken forever !! haha, nah, i have just had like major writers block and havent been thinking about sheo all the time becasue last week i had exams and what not and today i started year 12, so yeah hah back to the story :) CAUTION - MATURE LANGUAGE :)

Shailene –

I bolt straight up out of bed, rushing to the toilet to vomit. 

Great, just what I needed.

After spending about ten minutes on the bathroom floor, I slowly get up, leaning against the wall for support, and wash my mouth out. I brush my teeth and take a quick drink of water. The water burns the back of my throat when I swallow. I trudge back to bed, and glance at the time.

4:57am

Fantastic, looks like I’ll be doing nothing for the rest of the day.

I lay my head on my soft pillow and close my eyes, still feeling terrible.

-

The next time I wake up it’s to a knock at the door. I groan inwardly and roll over, ignoring whoever it is at my front door. I close my eyes, wishing the knocking would stop.

“Shailene?” a British accent calls out.

I know exactly who it is, and I don’t really care at the moment. I just want to sleep. I ignore him, and empty my mind, willing myself back to sleep.

“Shailene? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you answering the door?” The British man asks again, concern laced in his voice.

Ugh, why can’t he just leave me be?

“Go away, Theo. I’m not feeling well,” I call out, my voice hoarse because of my vomiting.

“Shailene, I’m coming in so I can take care of you,” Theo says. A few minutes later I hear keys jiggling into the lock, and the door opening. I gave Theo a spare key to my apartment a few nights ago, when we both said ‘I love you’ for the first time.

“Where are you, babe?” Theo calls out.

I grunt in response, and he must hear it, because a few moments later, I hear him come into my room. He comes over and sits on the side of my bed, with his thumb gently stroking my cheek.

I open my eyes a little, and I see Theo looking down at me, a small smile placed on his lips. “I’m glad you find me being sick amusing,” I hiss at him, closing my eyes again.

He chuckles, and brings his lips down to my forehead. “You’re burning up, Shai,” he says, pulling his lips off my head. “I’m going to get you a wet cloth,” he says getting up.

I don’t really care. I think to myself.
As much as I love Theo, I seriously just want to sleep. I want to sleep for the rest of the day, so I don’t throw everything in my stomach up.

Just as I am almost back to sleep, I feel a wet towel placed softly on my forehead. I smile a little as the coolness of the towel engulfs me.

Ahh, so nice and cold. I smile and I can feel myself being dragged off to sleep.

-

I wake up a little while later and rush back to the toilet.

As I am hunched over the toilet bowl, I feel a strong hand rubbing my back.

“It’s okay, cough it up,” Theo says hushed.

Yeah, like your encouraging words are going to help, Theo.