Clay's POV:
I wake up, sitting George next to me. "Morning" I mutter to him, still not fully awake. He looks down at me. "Mornin" he says, smiling. I sit up to see what he was doing. He was on Twitter, making a post saying, "Sorry guys, Me, SapNap, Bad, Dream, Skep, Techno, Spifey, and A6D won't be posting in a while. We're not going into detail so please don't spam us with questions." The doctor walks in, and I look up at her. "How are you 2 doing today?" She asks. "Good" George says for both of us, knowing that I wouldn't talk. "I'm gonna do a few tests on him, seeing how the recovery is doing." She says. George leaves the room, leaving me and the doctor alone. She tells me what she does before she does it.
She soon finishes and lets George back in. After a half an hour or so later, she comes back in. "He can be discharged, since he has been having quick recovery. But you'll still be needing to give him antibiotics" she says to George. My eyes light up when she said I could leave. We get our stuff together and get out of there. Vince gets excited when he sees us walk in. He hugs me immediately. It hurt a bit when he hugged me, but I hug back. "Careful" George says. Vince backs off. We go off to the others. Spifey looks over at me, desperately wanting to hug me. "Welcome back" Skep says, as soon as he notices me. "Thanks" I say in response. "How was the doctor?" He asks. "It was alright" I say. We play for a bit before hearing Darryl call, "Guys, get swimsuits on, we're going somewhere". We look at each other and go change.
I wore the lime green hoodie over a swim shirt. We get into the 2 cars and start driving to some where. It turns out we were going to a beach. The first thing I notice, is that there was a lot of people. I stick with George when we settled down. Darryl and Dave took the others to the water, leaving me, George, and Nick at our spot. I was nervous about being around people, I took my hoodie off and played in the sand. Zak comes over and dumps a bucket of water on my head. "Come on, stop being a bum" he says jokingly. I throw a piece of wet sand at him. I hesitantly go with him to the water, George coming with me. The water was surprisingly not that cold.
I splash Zak with water. We have a water fight for a few minutes. We stayed at the beach till sunset. Before we left, some girls come up to George, who was holding me. "Are you Georgenotfound?" One of the girls ask. "Maybe" he says. I grip onto his shirt, not trusting the girls. "Omg can we get a picture with you and your son?" One of the other girls ask. "Well, he's not my son, I'm just watching him." He says. He looks at me, and I look at him. I nod as if saying 'I guess they could take a picture'. We take a quick picture with them and head back to the car. We start driving home, me and Vince in the back. I was pretty tired, but was refusing my body to sleep. All of a sudden, I felt sick to my stomach. "Is there a trash bag there?" I quietly ask. George points to the glovebox in front of Nick, not taking his eyes off the road. Nick hands me a bag inside of a bag. I grab onto the bag with both hands, and immediately vomit into the bags. Vince rubs my back in comforting circles. Nick looks back at me, concern in his eyes. George grips the steering wheel tightly.
"Motion sickness?" Nick asks. I nod. He hands me a napkin. "You'll feel better when we get home." Nick says reassuringly. I nod, not saying anything. I vomit once more before we got home. I get out of the car, leaning against the closed car door. Sweat was dripping from my forehead. My breathing came out as wheezing. Nick picks me up. "You alright?" He asks. I lean onto his shoulder, and immediately passes out.
Nick's POV:
I sigh, as he passes out onto my shoulder. I carry him inside, and change him into dry clothes. George picks up the sleeping boy. "He was showing symptoms on it" I say to George. "I hope he'll be okay.." George says, worried. "It's Dream, he'll get threw it" I say in a comforting tone. He goes silent before saying, "I hope so". He puts Dream on his bunk and we went to the room we were staying in. George hugs me tightly, burring his face into my shoulder. I hug back. "Hey, he's going to be okay. He's strong, he'll pull threw" I whisper to him, rubbing his back. I feel the wetness from his tears on my skin.
"I-I'm scared.. I d-don't w-w-want to l-lose him" he manages to stutter out. "You won't" I promise him. He starts to have a mental breakdown right there in my arms. "You love him don't you?. I'm sure he doesn't want you to suffer because of him. It's just a sickness. He'll get better" I reassured him. His body was trembling. I hated seeing my friend like this. I try to help him the best of my abilities. "I-I love h-him.." George stutters after a hour. "I know, I know.. he'll be okay" I say.
No one's POV:
Jealousy rises in Vince's little body. "You'll never have him.. I'll make sure of that" Vince says to himself quietly, before walking away from the door.
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ContoZak, Vincent, Sifey, Clay, and Darryl are hanging out. They had to stay at Darryl's place from storms at their places. The first 4 That were named turned into kids 10 years younger then their age now. It's Darryl's job to look out for them. But pare...
