Fifty One Days

Chapter 45 'Déjà vu'

Chapter 45 guys. Hope you enjoy guys. ❤📖

I need your help, I don’t know what else to do”. Milo's voice is shaky and broken. He runs his fingers through his hair. I’ve never seen him so stressed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have bothered you. Ignore me". He starts to move away from the door without giving us any eye contact. I grab his arm before he can leave. Just this small amount of contact is enough to send electricity through me.

“What’s wrong?”. He finally looks at me, he has been crying.

“Its Loweri. I’m sorry. I didn’t know who else to ask”.

“Milo! What’s wrong?” If something is actually wrong with Loweri, why hasn’t he asked Steph? I haven’t got a clue about kids.

“She’s not well. I don’t know what’s wrong with her”. I drop my grip on his arm.

“Let me just get dressed hang on". I close the door, and pull on my jeans and jumper from today.

“Why didn’t he ask Steph?”. Jay asks exactly what I was thinking.

“I don’t know. Do you think i should go?”.

“Yes Ali. He must have a reason to come to you over Steph”.

“Yeah that’s what I thought”.

I open the door again and go to Graham’s room next door that Loweri is now in.

The little girl is tucked up in bed, her small face is red and blotchy and as I get closer I can see small beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
Milo appears behind me wearing a black t-shirt and dark jeans.

“She’s not been right most of this evening after you guys left. She’s really hot”.

“Has she been sick?”.

“No but she hasn’t eaten anything today either. Steph said she couldn’t get her to eat this morning....sorry for asking you. Steph’s not here, they’ve gone out. I’ve got Colson here too".

He motions towards the corner of the room and now I’ve looked, I can clearly see Colson sleeping soundly on Graham’s bed, while Loweri is on a smaller bed closer to the front of the room.

“I think you’re meant to strip them off and try get their temperature down if they have a fever".

I walk over to the bed and pull back the covers, I touch the back of my hand to her little forehead. Her skin is very hot to the touch and clammy. She stirs a little at the contact. I perch myself on the side of her bed.

“What do you think is wrong with her?”.

“I don’t know” I frown. “I think I’ll give Steph a ring and ask her what to do, urm..I think maybe take her downstairs, it’s way too hot up here".

I scoop my arm underneath her and as I lift her up slowly, she wakes, barely registers my face and then throws up all in my lap. Great!

“Oh my god. Ali I’m so sorry. I’ll get them cleaned”.

“Its fine. Don’t worry. Maybe she just has a bug".

“Daddy. My tummy". A little voice pipes up out of no where.

“Does your tummy hurt sweetheart? Where does it hurt?”. I ask her. She looks at me with his eyes and points to the middle of her belly. Oh no.

“I don’t know anything about children but I think it might be her appendix . I had mine taken out when I was 10”. I say to Milo before turning back to Loweri. “Can I see your tummy sweetheart?”.