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The Little Things that Matter

A Series of Oneshots.

Sickly Part 1

The red headed teenager cried as she leaned over her bathroom toilet. She lurched forward as another wave of nausea caused her to throw up for the second time. She clutched her abdomen in severe pain, her crying didn't cease. She knew she had a fever, and her parents weren't home.

She crawled toward the nearest phone, dialing her cousin's phone number in concentration.

"Ring….Ring…Ring"

'Hello?" Ben's voice could be heard at the other end of the line.

"Ben!? I Need….(pant) you to….(gasp)get your parents….(Crying)…."

At this, Ben went full panic. His parents were in Atlanta for the weekend, he had no way of getting over there by that route.

"Alright, Gwen. Calm down and tell me what's wrong." Ben tried to discern what she was saying.

"It hurts,…..I can't move…It hurts too much." She was gasping now from crying so hard.

"Okay, listen to me. I'm going to be over there as soon as I can, until then you have to keep calm." Ben tried to be as level headed as he could, "I'm going to hang up now. Alright?"

Gwen nodded her head along with her 'Uh huh." even though she was the only one to see it.

There was a 'click' and the line went dead. Gwen curled up in a fetal position and continued to cry, the pain in her abdomen still severe. She had been awoken by the same pain only an hour ago, it had made her physically ill and she took the appropriate medication for it- but it didn't do much. She stayed there for a good half hour before she heard a banging from the front door.

"Gwen!" The familiar masculine voice of Kevin Levin echoed from outside. The door was locked but it didn't take him long to wretch the knob off and swing the door open. Ben's voice could also be heard close behind, the two boys made their way up the stairs and searched the rooms, Kevin being the first to find her.

"Are you okay?" It seemed like a rather ridiculous question, considering she was still in tears and clutching her stomach. Ben found them soon after and looked over his ill cousin, he put his palm to her forehead and felt a fever.

"How many times have you thrown up, Gwen?" Ben asked.

"Twice." She managed, but as she took another breath, a wave of nausea hit her as well as abdominal pain.

"We have to get her to the hospital." Ben concluded. Kevin nodded and in one swift movement he gathered the teenage girl in his arms and picked her up. He was extra careful as he carried her down stairs and to his car, Ben in tow.

ER

Kevin and Ben were stuck in the waiting room. Ben waited patiently, while Kevin waited- anxiously. Gwen's parents were also there, having arrived twenty minutes after they were called.

A middle aged doctor greeted them after two hours of waiting. They said they had tests to run, and were putting Gwen under a mild sedative to stop her pain. He approached the group in a professional manner, all four stood up in preparation for his news.

"Well, it's a good thing you brought her in when you did. Gwen suffered from an oversized Ovarian Cyst. They generally form and go away on their own but in severe cases such as this, the ruptured cyst could have caused an infection and led to a more serious matter. But we've got her comfortable." The doctor explained.

"Will she be okay to go home?" Frank Tennyson asked.

"We have two options, we could go in and drain the cyst or we could put her on birth control and it will decrease the mass of it." The Doctor reasoned.

Both parents looked at each other in contemplation, while the two minors just looked at each other in confusion, they had no idea what an Ovarian Cyst was.

"We'll just take the birth control route, no need to cut her open if we could avoid it." Mrs. Tennyson said. The Doctor nodded and walked back through the double doors he came from, where Gwen was being looked over.

"I'd like to thank both of you for helping her." Frank said as he addressed the two boys, after all Gwen would have gotten there sooner if her parents had been home.

"It was nothing, I'd have done it even if we weren't related." Ben laughed.

"And I probably wouldn't have helped if Ben was the case." Kevin retorted.

"All the same." Frank patted Kevin on the back in a fatherly way. "You are welcome at our house anytime."

This caused the ex-con to blush a bit, he wasn't used to such positive attention from anyone but Gwen. "Ugh, yea….So can we see her?"

"The nurse said it would be all right." Mrs. Tennyson replied.

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