Sorry it's been so long. I've been busy and stuck on my other story, but don't worry I will hopefully be uploading it soon.
Six's Pov:
I wake up damp with sweat and twisted in the sheets. Yet another night of nightmares. I get up and walk to the big bathroom. He grew up with this, he didn't have to constantly worry about the mogs. That thought pisses me off. I look in the mirror and scowl, I look like shit. Pale face, rosy cheeks and dark circles under my eyes. I run my hand through my hair and walk to the living room. I lay down on the white couch and watch t.v.
"Hey Sweetheart"
I scowl, " What do you want Nine?"
" I was going to go on my run, like usual, but then I saw you and I was like 'Hey why don't I keep Six company."
My scowl deepens "I don't need company"
"Are you sure?, because you look like shit."
"Gee thanks, now go away"
Instead of leaving he sits down, shirtless, and watches t.v. I focus my attention towards the t.v. and soon my eyes begin to close.
Nine Pov:
Truthfully Six did look bad, like she was coming down with something. She had flushed cheeks and a pale face, so pale you could see her blue veins. I felt bad for her, so I sat down and watched t.v. A little while later I look over and she's asleep, good she needed it. I cover her with a blanket and leave to go on my run.
(*time skip*)
I enter the penthouse covered in sweat. Six is still passed out on the couch and I can hear John and Sarah in the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?" I inquired.
"Pancakes and scrambled eggs" sarah answered.
"It won't be much longer, so you can take a shower" chimed John.
"Are you saying I smell bad?" I say mockingly.
John smiles and turns back to Sarah. With an annoyed sigh I leave to take a shower.
Six's Pov:
My eyes drift open. My throat is scratching, my head is pounding, and I feel even more sweaty and hot. The delicious smell of pancakes drifts through the air and my stomach roils. I can't remember ever being sick. It feels awful.
I walk to the kitchen following the scent of pancakes. Everyone is already sitting down eating. I take a seat next to Sam and lay my head down.
"Are you feeling okay, Six?" asked Marina.
"Not really" came my muffled reply.
"I think you may be sick," said Marina " maybe you should lay down again?"
"I guess so," I get up and head back to the room i've been staying at. I flop onto the bed and pull the covers around me. My mind goes blank and I drift off asleep.
Nine's Pov:
Six has been asleep nearly the entire day, not that I care or anything.
"All of us are going to take Ella to the park, want to come?" asked John
"What about Six?" I replied
"She's asleep, I think she'll be fine. Besides Adam and Malcolm will be here." replied John
"I'm going to stay here, thanks anyways"
They all get into the elevator and leave. It suddenly gets quiet, the only sound coming from the t.v. I turn it off and go to check on Six.
Her door creaks a little as I open it. I look around and see her in the bed. The sheets are twisted around her and her face has gotten considerably paler. I walk over and pull the duvet back around her and quietly walk out. I don't like Six, I simply wanted her to be more comfortable. I keep telling myself that as I walk towards the training room.