The Fosters Fanfic- Jesus sick

Jesus POV

I woke up with an afoul throbbing in my head and an ache in my stomach. "Ugg" I moaned rolling over and looking at my alarm clock. 6:20, Why did this happens on a weekend, I thought to myself, oh well maybe i should try to go back to sleep. But my stomach had different plans. It kept tossing and turning and I was getting more and more nauseous by the minute. I slowly started feeling bile creeping up and I knew what was coming next. I bolted to the bathroom and collapsed in front of the toilet. "It's okay, you're okay" I thought to myself. "You're not really sick, you just think you are and now you feel like you're going to throw up, and it's all in my head" Well I was wrong because after saying that, I did throw up. I griped the sides of the toilet and lifted my head. Now I felt completely terrible. My stomach hurt 10 times more than it did earlier, although i wasn't as nauseous anymore, but now my head felt like there was a hammer in my temple. Then a new fear came to mind, "we have to go to that music thing for Brandon tonight, I don't want to make moms have to miss it because of me" i thought to myself, determined I tried to get up but in result I was sick again. "Uggggh" I moaned holding my stomach tightly, and laying down on the floor into a fettle position. Just as I started to drift off to sleep I heard a knock at my door.

"Jesus, are you in there!?" It was Mariana.

"Yeah" I said trying to sound as healthy as I could and praying that she wouldn't figure out I was sick.

"Mom says you have 10 minutes to shower and I need to fix my hair so hurry up in there!"

Oh thank God, I thought to myself. "M'k" I replayed and I tried to get up once again, and was able to this time. I slowly leaned on the counter and then flushed away the contents of my stomach away. I took a look at myself in the mirror and was shocked at my own appearance. I was pail, sweating, and all around just looked sick.

"JESUS!" Mariana called again "hurry up!"

"Okay okay one sec" I said and went to open the door, then I realized the vomit on my shirt. I trough it into the hamper and put on one of Brandon's oversized hoodies. I pulled the hood over my head and opened the door to see Mariana waiting.

"You were in there for 20 minutes, what took you so long?" She said tapping her foot. Luckily it was dark in the hallway so she couldn't see my face.

"Sorry" I said trying to walk by her as quickly as possible.

"Just sorry" she said with surprise "no witty come back, what's up with you?" I just waved my hand behind me and continued walking. It's not that I didn't want to give her a comeback but every word I said made me feel even more nauseous and I just wanted to go back to bed. I slowly walked over to my bed and completely collapsed into it. I turned onto my side and rapped my arm around my stomach.

"Ugg" I thought to myself "this is going to be a long day"

Ok guys so this was my 1st fanfic so be nice please. Sorry its so short/bad, the next chapter(s) will be much better, promise! I don't normally right like this but I just love this show SO much I had to write it. Also I have dyslexia so sorry if there's really bad spelling. NO FLUFF FROM JESUS AND MARIANA just brother and sisterly love! Next chapter coming soon!