In Too Deep

viii.

Londyn POV
two weeks later..

I groaned as I stepped out of my bathroom into my empty house. If it was up to me I wouldn't be out of the bed but my bladder was not on my side.

I came down with a virus, probably from one of my students and it's been killing me since yesterday. I took the rest of this week off to be safe and my mom is keeping Aniya and Gucci until I get myself together.

I walked to the kitchen to go get another water bottle. It felt like all of my limbs were on fire as I walked.

I heard knocking on my door and groaned as I made my way to the door.

I didn't even check who it was opening it finding Gionni standing there with two Target bags in his hand.

"What are you doing here?" I asked leaning on the door for support.

"Damn they got you good, huh." he said laughing but wasn't nothing funny. "You gon let me in?"

I sighed moving out of the way and he walked in to the kitchen setting the bags down and I went to the living room collapsing on my couch.

A few seconds later I heard him in front of me and I opened my eyes to see him holding a small cup with a purple liquid in it.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Medicine. Take it." he said.

The syrup did not look appealing at all. "Oh no."

"Londyn sit up and take this medicine. How old are we?" he said.

If I wasn't weak off my ass I would probably have told his ass off but all my body could do was put a mug on my face as I sat up and he held his arm around my back for support while I took the medicine.

The taste wasn't as bad as I thought but I still didn't wanna be tasting no damn berries all day.

He pulled out some saltine crackers handing them to me along with a glass of what looked like ginger ale.

"I know you didn't eat nothing like I been telling you."

"I'm gonna get you sick." I said weakly.

"I don't get sick."

"Don't you have work?"

"I'm not going in today. I don't have to be there to do my job." he said. "When was the last time you showered?" he said looking at me.

"When I could move ten feet without feeling like I was gonna die." I said.

"Come on. You ain't never gon get better if you don't get them germs off you."

"If you make me get up I'll fucking kill you." I said weakly with my eyes still closed.

"Londyn." he said and I opened my eyes sighing.

I sat up the rest of the way and he helped me stand up.

I wanted to cry from this stupid ass sickness. Whoever got me sick I'm failing them. Period.

"Come here." he said sitting me down on the toilet while he turned on the shower.

I buried my face in my knees.

"Aight get in." he said walking to the door.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I said without lifting my head up.

"This is what friends are for." I could hear the smirk in his voice and I wanted to smack it out of him. He knows he's enjoying this torture.

"If you were my friend you would get the fu-"