Please enjoy. This is my first fan-fiction.
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Evan awoke with a start. The throbbing pain in his gut hadn't subsided and actually felt worse than the previous two days. He was unusually groggy but felt suddenly alert as a wave of nausea overtook him. He jumped out of bed and raced towards the bathroom but knew he wouldn't make it. The large decorative vase near his bed received a shower of last night's dinner as he emptied his stomach contents into it.
Groaning and gagging once more, he dragged it to the bathroom and struggled as he tried to dump it into the toilet. Unable to lift it, he determined it would be easier to drag it outside and wash it with the hose. He knew there was a risk of waking Henry, but he also knew that he couldn't sleep in a room smelling of vomit. Henry was usually a heavy sleeper so Evan decided he could accomplish his task successfully, as long as he didn't bump into anything.
Evan had been avoiding Hank since the pain first started. He knew his brother was very observant and could detect the slightest amount of pain in the faces of his patients. Unfortunately for Evan, he hated being an object of scrutiny under the watchful eyes of his older brother, more so than he hated being sick. The incessant worry in his brother's eyes would only make his stomach more upset with nervousness and he discovered long ago that it was better to suffer in silence than to bring his ailments to the attention of his brother, or any doctor for that matter.
Evan began his journey downstairs as quietly as he could manage. By the time he dragged the vase to his bedroom door, he was out of breath and slightly lightheaded. He sat down for a moment to rest and contemplated leaving the vase in the bathroom until morning but Henry's worried expression popped into his mind. Evan gathered up his strength and began dragging it once more. He reached the staircase and slid the vase down one stair at a time. With each stair the task became more and more difficult.
Halfway down Evan stopped, cringing, as a stabbing pain pierced through his abdomen. While doubled over in pain, another wave of nausea hit him and bile burned in the back of his throat as he fought to keep what was left of last night's dinner from reappearing. He began to sit down but dizziness enveloped him as he bumped into the vase sending it rolling down the remainder of the stairs to its shattered death at the bottom.
Evan tried to regain his balance, no longer caring about making too much noise but felt as if the room were moving around him. He finally gave in to his dizziness and tumbled down the stairs, the pain increasing with each bump of his body until he came to a halt, landing on the mess of shards and puke at the bottom of the staircase.
Evan's world spun around him as the color left his vision and blackness clouded his mind.
Any reviews are appreciated. I'm sure my grammar could probably use some work. The next chapter will be uploaded within the week. You can expect four or five chapters in all. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
