Jade's POV
I look at her. She's asleep. Cat is staying at home for a few days. I don't even know how her mother had the will to let her live alone, even though it's just a pair of days.
At the beginning, I refused to let her stay at my home, and much less let her stay at my room, but when I saw how innocent Cat is, I thought nothing bad could happen.
Until she started getting sick. Now, the doctor says she has the stomach flu and that she needs to rest. As if that were easy, being Cat who we're talking about.
She moves a fit in her sleep and I go to the bathroom just for a minute. But when I'm back, she's already awake.
"Hi Jadey!" even if she's completely ill, she has that squeaky voice that echoes into my ears. Her coughs are spread all over my bed. I guess I'll have to change the sheets tonight.
I grab a glass and fill it with fresh water. Then I hand it to her.
"Drink it", I command rudely. I'm annoyed because I could be with Beck right now, but instead of it, I'm taking care of Cat.
She sips it a little bit, not taking her eyes off me.
"What's up, Cat? Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask her. She keeps staring at me weirdly.
"I know you and Beck had a date tonight", her voice is almost mute, "and I'm so sorry because you have to look after me".
I look at her. In fact, I'm a bit moved by the way she said it. I would never admit, and much less to Cat. She's so irritating when I say or do nice things to her.
That's why I always keep my mouth shut and watch what I say before I say it.
I sit next to her, on the edge of my own bed, which is now taken by Cat, and pull a blanket over her. She's like my little sister. I have one younger brother, but he's annoying and stupid, and I don't usually meet him, so Cat is now like part of my family.
She smiles openly and I raise my eyebrow.
"Weren't you ill?" she nods her head, but then grin doesn't disappear from her face, "then why are you smiling? You're not supposed to be happy when you're sick".
"But I am. Cause you're being nice to me, Jadey!" I bit my lips and stare at her with a not-friendly look.
"Call me that one more time, and you won't have time to get well… Do you get me?" Her eyes keep on me. It's completely frustrating. She won't give in.
"Ok, Cat, I'll be downstairs. If you need me, just…-" I have to stop. By the way she looks alike, I can tell something's wrong.
I get up fastly and look at her a bit concerned.
"Cat, what's wrong? Are you ok?" she look up at me and her eyes show fear. She lets out a groan and I know perfectly what it means. I take the blanket and uncover her. All of a sudden, I grab her wrist and pull her to the bathroom, while she's covering her mouth with a hand.
I turn on the bathroom light and open the toilet. Just in the moment she knees, she throws up. I look away, because… well, this is disgusting, but when I listen to her sobbing a bit, I can't help it. I knee next to her and grab her hair not to stain.
She keeps puking while I'm rubbing her back. I know how awful this is, and I usually have Beck to help me out when I'm sick, that's why I know how much someone needs help when you're in such a maddening situation.
When she's finished, I pull the toilet seat down and pull the tank. I help her stand up and then she brushes her teeth.
I take her hand and lead her back to the bed. She gets in while pouting and I pull the sheets over her.
"Do you feel better now, Cat?" I ask her. Even though I hate seeing and helping someone that is vomiting, I felt bad for her.
"I'm fine, Jadey", I roll my eyes, but I don't complain. I don't want to upset her, not now that she's ill.
"Good… now, as I was saying before, I'll be downstairs. I you need me, just call me, ok?" she nods and I get up to exit my bedroom, but just when I'm almost closing the door, she calls me. For a second, I think she needs to go to the bathroom again, but when I see her face, I stay under the doorframe.
"Can you stay with me here, Jade?" I look at her while arching my eyebrows, "Pleaaaaase?"
Oh, God, why does she have to be so convincing? I come closer to her and sit down on a chair, near her. She giggles a bit and starts playing with a giraffe.
"Thanks, Jadey", she says, not keeping her eyes off her toy. I stare at her. Life is so easy for Cat. She does not need to worry about anything. She's lucky.
"You're welcome, Cat", I whisper.