When I woke up, I blinked my eyes sleepily. As soon as I sat up I felt woozy and then uh-oh I rushed to the washroom, bent over the toilet and pucked my guts out. A second later I felt a cool had on my back, rubbing it soothingly.
“Are you ok Liz?”
“Do I look ok?” I looked up and glared at him.
“Hey don’t snap at me!”
“I’m sorry it’s just that I have had a crappy week. And it seems my stomach agrees with me.”
“I know babe. I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry for? You haven’t done anything.”
“I know but I can’t help but feel sorry.”
“Well you shouldn’t----” My sentence was cut off with another wave; well actually I would rather not say it. “What’s wrong with me?” I moaned.
“Don’t worry I’m sure it’s just the flu.”
“It better be or I will actually break something, that’s how terrible I feel.” Nick laughed at that even though I was being totally serious.
“Even when you are sick you make me laugh.”
“I was being serious Nick.”
“Oh, well then in that case, just make sure it’s nothing from my room.”
“Nick!! Look in the toilet!”
“Umm Liz I really like you but I would really rather not.”
“No I’m serious look, I’m coughing up blood!”
“What?!” With that he looked in the toilet. “MOM!!”
“What?!” Immediately Sandra ran into the room.
“I’m coughing up blood.” I moaned. “What is the matter with this week?”
“Liz this is serious, something should have something happened.”
“You mean besides this awful week?”
“Yes come on we have to go to the hospital, this might be serious.”
“Alright, but can I can bring a bag?”
“Sure Liz.” Sandra said while Nick was snickering quietly.
“Shut up Nick.” I said right before barfing.
***At the hospital***
“So the problem seems to be in your stomach, has anyone hit you or anything in the stomach lately Liz?”
“Umm imp not sure.” Suddenly I had a flashback; I remembered when my mom first pushed me to the ground. “Wait yes so what does that mean?”
“Well it means probably for a week you will be throwing up and you will have constant pain for about a week. After a week it will pass don’t worry.”
“What? Can’t you make it better?” After I said that I doubled over in pain and fell to my knees.
“Liz!” I heard Nick call out.
“I’m okay” I managed to gasp out.
“No you’re not.” Nick said kneeling next to me, and then he turned to the doctor “Isn’t there anything you can give her?”
“No I’m sorry.”
“Nick I’m okay.” I moaned, I hated having all this attention on me.
“No Liz you aren’t, I know you hate attention but I won’t let you go through this pain.”
“Look I am really sorry, but there is nothing I can give Liz. All I can suggest is Motrin or Tylenol.”
“Can we just go home?”
“Alright.” Sandra finally spoke up. “Let’s go home.”
“No! I will not leave until we get something for Liz.”
“Come on Nick!” Sandra literally had to pull Nick out of the hospital. “Time to go home Nick.”
***At Nick’s house***
“So what do you want to do Liz?”
“Gee, I don’t know considering I can’t do anything due to this pain in my stomach thanks to my bitch mother.” On cue I doubled over and started sweating/gasping for like the fifth time today. I started to sob quietly. I couldn’t take it anymore, this pain was unbearable.
“Sshh It’s ok.”
“No it’s not, Nick I can’t take this pain anymore.”
“I will go get the Motrin.”
“No Nick don’t leave me!” I tried to pull him down, but failed because I couldn’t straighten up.
“I’m just going to get the Motrin.”
“No.” I moaned “The stupid Motrin doesn’t work.”
“Liz I have to get you something.”
“Nick there is nothing for the pain!”
“Fine. Why do you have to be so stubborn?” Nick sighed heavily.
“I get whatever I want because I’m sick so you can just suck it.”
“Ouch, you’re grumpy when you are sick.”
“Well too---” That’s when my stomach started another spasm of pain. “Oh my god, this is torture.”
“It’s ok, it will get better.”
“What will my life or this pain?”
“I hope so.” Despite my pain I still managed to cuddle to his rock hard chest. “Thank you Nick.”
“For taking care of me.”
“I don’t think I’m doing a good job.”
“This isn’t your fault Nick.”
“I think it is.”
“It’s not Nick! Get it through your head.” I practically yelled at him.
“But I’m sure I could have protected you more.”
A/N: Ok so i’m not sure if you will like this chapter but i felt that the something had to happen to Liz because of her mom so I made this up. And don’t worry this isn’t actually a sickness I just totally made it up XD So I have a question for the people who are reading my story. I have been stunped on this for like a week....so here is the question: Do you want me to add character pictures? Please answer when you comment (if you do). And thanks again for reading/commenting on my story (I thought that no one would be interested but you guys proved me wrong.)