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Chapter 4: Worried Sick

Dave sat there stunned at what he was seeing. The first thing he thought was , what will Balthazar do when he sees this? That's it , Dave thought, I can't let him see this. He quickly wiped his hand in the rough surface of his jeans. He sighed, he couldn't tell if he was getting better, or worse.

"Dave dinners ready would you like some soup?" Balthazar called from the kitchen. Dave turned to see his masters face, he looked at it just for awhile. "Dave is there something wrong? You aren't Hypnotized are you?" Balthazar said with worry in his voice. Dave shook himself out of the zone he was just in.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He lied, and for once he actually thought Balthazar would buy it, but Dave was wrong Balthazar had a…..good sense of magic when it came to this stuff.

"Your lying, Dave what is the matter? " Dave was stuck, should he tell Balthazar he is coughing up blood? Or should he just make…..something up?

"Ummmmm do you still have that soup because I'm still pretty hungry." Dave was frozen, he ached with pains, he felt hot, he was coughing this was never going to end was it? Balthazar looked at him, he watched with every move Dave would make , he would flinch in pain. `But that wasn't the worst part he was pale, his eyes that once used to be filled with fun and happiness were pale and bland they just looked well…brown. Dave finally had enough confidence to tell Balthazar.

"Balthazar what would you do if I ummm…. Just so happened to tell you my umm… biggest fear?"

"I would flip out on you and tell you that you are a coward." Dave showed a fake smile at his masters sick humor. " So tell me what is your biggest fear?"

"Balthazar, it's not really a fear it's more of a ummm worry or question should say." Dave was starting to pale, he felt immensely sick to his stomach.

"Dave will you just tell me already?"

"Fine. Balthazar I'm starting to cough up blood am I doing?" Balthazar froze he looked at his apprentice his head facing the floor to afraid to look into his eyes. HE swallowed hard , it was unusual that a little kid was coughing up blood, he had never even seen anybody cough up blood.

"Dave I uh… don't know what to say. Umm can you at least show me the blood?" As if he was on gods good side Dave began to cough He watched as his struggled apprentice coughed into the whit napkin staining it red with his blood. Balthazar didn't know what to do should he take him to the hospital? Should he….he didn't even know what to do. Dave looked up from his stained napkin, his eyes watered .

" Balthazar it's getting worse!" Dave finally broke into feverish tears. Balthazar ran over to him leading him onto the couch, he sat there , it was so hard not to break into tears. He watched as his apprentice cried gasping for air in between cries, which would make him cough even more and the blood was wiped on the sleeve of his shirt. Finally as if Dave realized that crying would do him no good he stopped.

"Balthazar I don't feel good." He tried putting the back of his hand on his forehead but it didn't work, he motioned for Balthazar to see if he had a fever.

Balthazar carefully lifted his arm up off of Dave's shoulders and felt his head, he deeply regretted it. His head was burning ,no not burning, scorching hot.

And for the first time in his life, Balthazar Blake was worried.

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