stuck in the middle

home alone

Tords POV

My eyes opened slowly I looked down

I don't remember getting a blanket?
Must have been edd

My head hurt a little but it wasn't anything to bad.
Walking out to the kitchen I saw Tom on the sofa I waved to him and looked at the fridge

Matt took me to a doctor's appointment be back around 3 pm
Chicken for dinner put it in the fridge
Don't fight or I'll starve you
Love Eddie and mat

I looked at Tom he was eating a bowl of cereal. I wanted some  but my stomach hurt so I decided to just sit on the opposite side of the sofa then Tom and wacth the news.

"Today on world news first up
The red army thretens to take Germany and southern Russia
Nest the dedily virus outbreak" a voice sounded from next
"Are your really thinking about takeing those places" I was a bit surprised about the fact that he was trying to make conversation but I answered "Russia for sure because of the oil  and Im more likely to take Newfoundland than Germany"
He looked at his bowl and quietly said "oh" his body language suggested that he doesn't like me even more

Way to go more and more people fear you everyday

"But I won't take Brittan this place is my home and I want to keep it nice"
I saw hi sort of relax but he had something on his mind I've know him long enough to know that look
"What is it" he set his bowl down
"It's nothing I was just thinking" he stopped "thinking what"
"Well if your so powerful and stuff....could you get my sister out of prison please" I smiled "at a price"
He stood up and backed away from me "I will not join your army"
I laughed "what no! Do my laundry what knida monster do you think I am" he still seemed cautious but he laughed it off and walked away.

What's his deal?.... Well I see where he's coming from he ass reason to fear me but im not gonna hurt him! I'm evil not unreasonable

I sighed and stood up  my stomach twinged with pain so I sat back down holding it wishing the pain wold subside soon. After what seemed like ages the pain never went away then I got the urge to puke so I grabbed a bucket and went into the bathroom.

Their is no way I'm puking in a toilet

It's one of my rules don't puke in a toilet its just discussing to me.
I felt the pressure for in the back of my throat I put my face into the bucket and waited wanting this pain and illness to be over.
Fiannly I puked and a lot more that I wold of thought and it was kinda loud. I looked over to see Tom looking kinda worried "are you ok" he said his hands fidgeting around. I nodded and emptyed the bucket into the tiolet I felt Tom's friged fingers on my face
"Well you definitely have a feaver go lay down" I pushed him away
"I have to do army stuff" he looked a little peived "no you need to rest the stress of the army is probably what made you this sick" I signed "I'll be fine it will blow over in a few days"

"Army or no you have to rest" I put the bucket on the counter and walked out tward my room Tom stayed in the bathroom. I changed my clothes and took some meds to try and settle my stomach but nothing seemed to help my situation just make it worse.
I felt the same pressure butil less that 10 minutes after the I payed down. I put my face into the trash can and prjectial vomited nearly filling the small can with stomach vile.

"I told you, you need to rest" I looked up to see Tom standing with medicine  and a bucket in his hands. I grabbed it
"Tonights gonna be a long ass night" Tom chuckled and walked with me back to my bed