Author's note: I reckon ya'll liked the first chapter, so I decided to continue. I will try to post at least once a week. Also, I'm begging you, please, please, please review. It'll only take a minute and it would make my day. Anyways, on with the story.
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Edmund's POV
I woke up the next morning and walked into Lucy's room. She was still sound asleep, like I thought she would be. I headed to Peter's room to see if he was awake, and sure enough, he was.
"Good morning, Ed" he said
"Well someone sure woke up on the right side of the bed, didn't you now" I responded
"What? I can't say good morning to my little brother without him thinking that I've gone crazy?" he asked me
"Alright fine, good morning" I said
"Is Lucy awake yet?" he asked
"No, she's still asleep" I told him
"Didn't think she'd be awake yet anyways. After all, she's still sick" he said, more to himself than to me.
"Why are you asking?" I said
"Just thought she would want some breakfast. I mean, she didn't eat much yesterday" he said
"Well, I'll be headed back to my room to change, and you might want to do the same" I said
"Alright" he responded
I got to my room and started to change. Once I was finished, I heard coughing coming from Lucy's room. I ran over to her room and found Peter already there and he was rubbing her back, trying to calm her. Finally, she stopped coughing.
"are you alright, Lu?" I asked her
"I'm fine" she said "I just started coughing a little, that's all"
"Are you hungry, Lu?" Peter asked
"Not really" she said
"Are you sure?" I asked "You didn't eat all day yesterday, I find it surprising that your not"
"I'm sure" she told me
"Well, I'm going to go help mum fix breakfast up. I'll call you down when it's ready, Ed." Peter said
"Alright" I replied
He headed downstairs and I stayed with Lucy.
"Lucy" I said
"Yes, Edmund" she responded
"How did you get the flu?" I asked
"I don't know" she said
"How do you not know?" I said
"Well, nobody else has it, so I couldn't have caught it from anyone." she replied
"Weird" I said
She didn't reply. She then suddenly got up and rushed out of the room. I followed her and found her in the bathroom, over the toilet, on her knees, vomiting. I held her hair back and rubbed her back until she finished.
"Are you ok?" I asked, concern filling my voice.
"I'm tired" She responded in a voice just above a whisper
I took her to her room. I laid down on her bed, pulled her on top of me, and started rubbing her stomach to help for her not to vomit again, although she didn't have anything left in her stomach to vomit. We stayed like that until Peter called. Lucy was asleep, so I gently placed her on the bed and left the room.
"So, Lucy's not hungry?" Peter asked me as I came downstairs
"No. Though she just vomited anything else she had left in her stomach" I told him "She's asleep"
"Well, let's go eat breakfast" he said
We went to the table and started eating. Susan came downstairs when we were done.
"Well, someone slept in this morning" Mum said when she saw that Susan was here.
"I went to bed a little late last night" She said
"I bet she stayed up on her phone with her friends, gossiping about boys" I said
"Edmund!" Susan scolded
"Now Susan, Edmund was just joking" mum said, in my defense.
"Are there any parties you need me to drive you to, Susan?" asked Peter
"No" she said
"your kidding, right?" I said
"No, I'm serious" she said
"There's no way that nobody invited 'Susan Pevensie' to their parties" I told her
She laughed a bit. "Of course people invited me. I just turned them down" She replied
I was completely in shock. "Why?" I said
"Can't I turn down a few parties without being questioned?" She asked
"Well you can, but it just doesn't seem normal to us that you did" Peter said
"That doesn't matter to me, I said I wouldn't go and there's nothing you can do about it" she said
"It doesn't matter to me either, it's not like you care enough for us to even have a conversation with us" I said
"Edmund, stop saying that, you know Susan does care about us." Peter told me
"Well, I wish she'd start acting like she did" I said. With that, I stormed upstairs. I ran to my room, closed the door, and locked it. I just sat on my bed, sulking. Sometimes, I wish Susan hadn't turned into this girly party girl who didn't believe in Narnia. I knew that if she had some kind of sign, she would believe again. But what? I decided to go check on Lucy, just to get my mind off of these things. So I walked over to Lucy's room. She was still sleeping peacefully, until she started coughing violently for the second time today. I thought about what Peter had done earlier. What had he done? That's it, he was rubbing her back. So I ran over to her and started rubbing her back until she was done coughing.
"Are you alright" I asked when I was sure that she could talk again
"Yeah, I just started coughing a bit." She said "and my head hurts a little"
"Try and rest" I said, as I started rubbing her forehead to soothe her headache.
When I was sure Lucy was asleep, I tiptoed out of her room and went back was gone, probably went to the store or something. Susan was on the couch reading a fantasy book. Wait, reading a fantasy book? The last time she read one of those, or even read at all, was in... Narnia. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way to get the old Susan back after all. I didn't see Peter anywhere. Susan was the only one here to ask, and even though I didn't want to talk to her because of our big blow up earlier, I still wanted to know where Peter was.
"Hey, Susan?" I said
"Yes?" she answered
"Where's Peter?" I asked
"He went to go get something." she said
"Do you know what?" I said
"No, he said it's a surprise" she told me
"Can I ask you something?" I said. I didn't know why I said it. I was thinking about asking her if she knew what Narnia was. But I was only thinking about it. I didn't actually want to ask her.
"Proceed." She said, simply
"but promise me you won't get upset about it." I said
"Alright, I promise I won't get upset" she told me, sounding sincere. By now she had stopped reading.
"Do you remember what Narnia is?" I asked
She was quiet for a moment. It almost looked like she wanted to cry, but was afraid to let me see it. She took a deep breath. I was almost scared to hear what her answer would be.
"Narnia..." she said "is the game we used to play when we were kids"
"Susan, I know that you know that Narnia is more than just a game we used to play." I told her
She looks like she was on the verge of tears. I didn't know why she wanted to cry though. I left her to think and went back upstairs. I went into my room and just sat on my bed, to think. Why would Susan pretend Narnia didn't exist? It was clear that she knew it was real, I mean she was just about ready to cry and she didn't usually cry in front of anybody, much less me. My train of thought was broken when I heard the front door open and shut. I immediately knew Peter was home.