This is dedicated to my friend Julia because she is sick and that is how I got the idea for a sick fic ooh that rhymes, I'm so smart (just joking) Please RR
I hate being sick especially with the chicken pox. Most kids are lucky and get them when they are like 3 but oh no being a mediator is not enough but also having the chicken pox when you are 17. However there is a good side to this, the rest of my family has not had chicken pox so that means that someone else has to take care of me but who? I'll tell you who my used to be ghost but now alive super hot boyfriend Jesse who had the chicken pox when he was 10 years old, lucky.
I'm at his house right now, yes house. Apparently he is the last descendent of the De Silva family he got all of there property and money which added up to like 50,000, the people at the bank assumed that he was like the great great great great something or other but anyways he got an awesome deal on the house, which is NEXT DOOR TO MINE and Andy helped him fix it up but it rocks cause I can see him any time I want.
Back to the being sick thing, Jesse has been taking a few days of from school to take care of me which is like so sweet! Anyways right now I am sitting on the couch watching Napoleon Dynamite and Jesse is making us dinner which is probably consisting of chicken noodle soup, Ritz crackers, orange juice, and a big bottle of this de-itch stuff.
"Hello Querida, feeling better I hope" Jesse said coming in with a tray looking very good in a red sweater and jeans.
"Still itchy, red, oozy, but other then that I'm okay" as I said this Jesse chuckled a little and came and sat next to me under the blanket on the couch where I had been sleeping because it's where the TV. is. I started scratching my calf through my plaid pajama bottoms and matching tank top.
"Stop itching or it will spread" Jesse said gently grabbing my wrist
"But it itches and I have nothing else to do" Jesse smiled a little and then kissed me and we started to make out and I put my hands behind his neck which was quite better then scratching my limbs.
After a little while Jesse pulled away and said;
"Querida as much as I would like to continue you must rest" awww he put my well being in front of his own, that is so sweet.
"Okay" I said resting my head on his chest, he was on the end of the couch so he was sitting and I was laying, he put his feet on the coffee table and lightly stroked my hair. By the time the movie was ending I was almost asleep and I could slightly feel Jesse lean forward and turn off the TV and then he started to whisper something
"I love you Susannah" he said barely audible to me
"Love you too" I said quietly but I could tell he had heard it. And I fell asleep next to Jesse listening to him hum the tune to "oh Susannah"