A Boy Worth Saving (Previously Let Me Help You)

Chapter 11: Sorrows and Sickness

A/N:
I want to apologize to every single one of my few readers. On my last update I said that I would post a chapter in 2-3 days. It has been 2-3 months. I was hit hard mentally, by my mental issues during quarantine. I couldn't trust myself to write this story safely. I was figuring out my sexuality and gender identity, and I had many breakdowns because I was (and still am) not happy with who I am. My online school picked up quickly and I got swept away with my work, focusing on my grades. School for me also made my mental state worse. My life and love revolves around music. Writing it, playing it, listening to it... I was trying to go to one of my local High Schools with a marching band. It had been my passion for years. But I got forced into an art school for visual arts. Something I do not love. I've been hurting from that. All in all, why I am trying to say is, I appreciate every single read I get on this story. It means so much that you like what I am writing. So please, don't be upset about my writing schedule. I'm trying my best. And please, vote, comment, and recommend this story. Thank you, everyone.
             -Your author

Parker's POV:

It was finally Friday and I had planned an epic sleepover with Hunter. His mom and my parents were all away on a business trip. We were allowed to hang out together for the 4.5 days they would be gone.

Right after school we went to the store and bought junk food, drinks, and entertainment. When we got home, we set it all up.

Hunter and I went and got food for dinner. I saw the fear in his eyes at the food.

I turned to look at him. "It'll be ok. Just take it slow, and small. Start here with the bread. Then try a few m&m's. But make sure you drink water."

Hunter giggled a bit. "I know, Parker! You sound like an overprotective mom!"

I turned slightly pink from embarrassment. "Let's watch a movie now." We sat on the couch and found a good movie to watch. About halfway through I felt a little weight on my shoulder. I turned my head and saw that Hunter was asleep on my shoulder. He looked so peaceful there. Hunter's soft fluffy hair just made me want to pet it. No. You can't do that. What if he doesn't feel the same way? I cleared my thoughts and looked back to the movie. It was over.

I figured it was time to go to sleep, so I carefully woke Hunter up. At least he ate more tonight. I thought as the small boy opened his eyes to the world.

We stood up and walked to Hunter's room. Hunter got dressed in the bathroom while I stayed in the bedroom to change. When he came back in I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I came back and Hunter was already in the bed. Something seemed off with him but I didn't push it. I laid down on the floor to sleep.

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I woke up to sunlight in the room. Hunter was still asleep, so I just turned and looked at him for a bit. I noticed he kept turning and making weird facial expressions. Then he bolted awake and looked around in a panic. I sat up, ready to help him, figuring that he had a nightmare again. His face was different from the face when he wakes up from a nightmare.

"Parker!" Hunter yelped out.

I stood up. "What, what is it?"

He looked frantic. "Parker I need a trash can!"

I ran to grab one and gave it to Hunter just in time. He threw up in the trash can before setting it down on the floor and starting to cry. His arms wrapped around his stomach and he fell back into the bed. I went over to comfort him.

"Hunter you're burning up. Are you feeling ok?" I saw him shake his head.

"M-my stomach feels w-weird and my head h-hurts a lot. S-so does my th-throat and I don't k-know why." Hunter told me through tears.

"Ok I'm going to go get the thermometer and some medicine for you. Drink tiny sips of water and if you think you're going to throw up again go to the bathroom. Or the trash can." I said in hopes of helping Hunter.

He just nodded as I walked out of the door. I went to the cabinet and found the thermometer along with ibuprofen. I brought both up to his room with a bottle of water.

"Hey Hunter. I brought your medicine and the thermometer." Hunter was laying on the bed, crying a little.

"T-thank you." He grabbed the thermometer from me and put it in his mouth. When he took it out he wrapped his arms around his stomach and whimpered a little. I looked and saw it said 101.7. Just afterwards, Hunter jumped up and ran into the bathroom.

I looked up just to see Hunter collapse in front of the toilet. I ran in after him, kneeling on the floor next to Hunter. As he threw up, I rubbed circles on his back. It was much smaller than mine, and I could feel his spine. His ribs were also visible.

Hunter leaned back up, tears in his eyes. He wiped his mouth off and leaned onto me. "P-Parker I'm scared." He whimpered out, grabbing my arm to hold onto.

"Why are you scared?" I asked softly.

"B-because I've n-never been as sick as t-this. And I have em-emeto-p-phobia." He told me.

I shifted myself to a sitting position and pulled Hunter into my lap. "It's ok. Don't be scared. You'll get better." I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him.

"Can I go to the bed a-gain?" Hunter asked me kindly.

I stopped hugging the him and gently pushed him out of my lap. "Of course." I smiled a little bit.

Hunter was still sitting on the ground. After he had a small coughing fit, I slipped an arm under Hunter's legs and one behind his back. I picked him up and carried him to the bed. Once I laid him down, I put the trash can in arms reach.

"Have everything you need?" I asked him.

"Uh-um, can you stay here? I-I don't wanna be alone..." Hunter looked down and I thought I saw his cheeks turn slightly pink.

"Of course. I'd never leave you." I said, grabbing onto his hand, lacing our fingers, and sitting down next to him on the bed.

Hunter leaned into me, putting his free hand around his stomach. "Thank you..." He mumbled.

It's now or never. I thought to myself. I slowly lifted my hand that held Hunter's, not wanting to jar his stomach. I kissed the top of his hand, and whispered, "you're welcome. Anything to make you feel better."

I saw Hunter's face turn a light shade of red. I hoped I wouldn't regret my decision.

I slid down to lay next to Hunter. He had already fallen asleep, hand still laced with mine. I soon followed, going into a much needed sleep.

A/N: Thank you again for reading. I will try and post every 1-2 weeks. I will also do a face reveal and introduce myself to you once I reach 200 reads.