Nauseous - Skephalo

S I C K - C H A P T E R O N E

TW: Self-degradtion

~~~ZAK'S POV~~~

I lay in my bed, shivering. I'm sick. I'm wearing old clothes, that I won't care about if they get ruined. I'm wearing a gray long-sleeve shirt and black sweatpants, to be exact. There's a trash can besides me, so I don't have to get up when I have to throw up. Which is pretty often. I suddenly hear my bedroom door open. I wait to see my mom's face, because she's the only other one here. My sister was at a friend's house and my dad was on a business trip. A few seconds later, my mom peeks inside.

"Are you doing better, sweetheart?" She asks softly as she walks into my room.

"Y-Yeah..." I say, lying. My voice was raspy from throwing up so much.

"That's good. Are you hungry?" She asks.

"N-No..." I say, lying again, knowing if I did eat I would just end up throwing it up.

"Do you need anything?" She asks.

"Some water would be nice..." I smile at her. I didn't really need or want a some water, but I didn't want her to feel useless.

'Like me...'

She happily nods and leaves, closing the door behind her.

I sigh as I lay in bed, waiting for my mom to return. I feel a sudden bout of nasuea and lean over the side of my bed, throwing up in the trash can. As I was throwing up, my mom walks in my room.

"Sweetheart, I brought-" She stops mid-sentence, rushing over to me after seeing me throwing up. She pats my back as I lay back in bed and wipe my mouth with the sleeve of my shirt. 

"I bought you water," She finishes, handing me a bottle of water.

"T-Thanks, mom..." I say, grabbing the bottle out of her hand. She smiles and walks out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I sigh, and grab my phone, turning it on after it had been off for the whole day. I was suddenly spammed with notifications, causing me to flinch. There were a lot of notifications from Twitter and a few from Messenger. I open up Twitter and look at the comments of my most recent Tweet, which I posted yesterday. I scrolled through them, and almost all of the comments were either, "Why didn't you post today?!", "Why haven't you've been streaming?", "Where are you?!", Or "Are you alright?". 

I sigh, and close out of Twitter, deciding I would post a Tweet about me being sick later. I open Messenger to see who I had messages from. There were 5+ messages from both BadBoyHalo and a6d. I sigh and decide to open up the messages from a6d first. I suddenly feel nauseous and throw up in my trash can again. I wipe the rest of the puke off my mouth with my shirt sleeve and look back at my phone, reading my messages.

a6d

>>Are you ready to record? Be on in twenty minutes.

'Crap. I forgot. I was suppose to record a video with Bad and a6d today.'

>>Be on in ten minutes.

>>Where are you????

>>Skeppy????

>>I'm genuinely worried about you now...

>>You better not be trolling.

>>Skep? Are you alright????

Yeah, I'm fine. Just sick.<<

>>You scared me half to death. But I'm glad you're okay. :)