Notes: I might get a bit carried away with a certain word in here but Adam has a right to hate it.
At Home Sick
I heard voices when I woke up again. I wonder where I am. Last thing I remember is being at the police station. "Phil maybe we should take him to the hospital. He's so warm." My mother said.
Now I was fully awake. I sat up and looked around. I realized I was in my bed at home. My parents were staring down at me. "No way!"
A thermometer was shoved into my mouth to end that argument. I lay back down. My head was really pounding. When it beeped my mother took it out. She lay a cool washcloth onto my forehead. "104.3. I think we should take him to the hospital."
"No!" I yelled. I hate hospitals.
"Quiet Adam you are going to wake up your sister." My dad said. He turned toward someone that was standing in the doorway. That was when I saw my sister-in-law. "Rhiannon why don't you call Fairview Southdale Hospital and ask them what they suggest."
She left. I sighed. "Mom I'm okay don't make me go to the hospital."
"You've got a fever of 104.3. Let's let the hospital decide." My mother sighed.
Jeffrey came into the room. "Kiley's fast asleep. How's Adam?"
"I'm fine. Well okay, I'm sick but..."
Rhiannon came back into the room. "The hospital said to bring him in if he gets worse. They said we should give him a warm bath to try to cool him down."
"I can do that myself you know."
"Boy is he cranky." Jeffrey commented.
"You have a day like this and then say that." Sounds almost like what I said to Scooter two years ago. "Sorry Jeffrey." I said quickly.
"No problem shrimp. I know you are having a bad day." He said with a smile. I glared at him. He knows I hate when he calls me shrimp. I'm taller then him.
There was a bathroom attached to my room so I used that. Rhiannon had run it for me. I got into it. The warm water felt good. I just lay there soaking. When I did get out, I was tired. The bath had really drained me. Jeffrey helped be back into bed.
Saturday passed by in a blur. No hospital visits for me thankfully.
Sunday was just about the same. My parents weren't letting me go to school Monday.
Monday I was a bit more alert. I went to the doctor's office this morning and he suggested I stayed in bed the rest of the week. I had bronchitis and he was worried about it changing to pneumonia.
I was watching some movie on Lifetime when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." I called.
My mother came in. She seemed nervous about something. "Adam there's some people here to see you."
"Who are they?" I asked.
"Brian McGill and Tina Johanson." She said.
Okay now what do I do? I certainly don't trust them enough to be in here when I'm sick. "Tell them to go away."
She nodded and went out the door. I turned down the TV. I could hear my mother relaying the message to Tina and Brian. It didn't sound like they were too happy. I got out of bed and opened the door. I saw them standing in the hallway. They turned around to go down the stairs. They hadn't seen me. Okay I could let them leave or I could stop them. I did something that was probably stupid.
"Wait." I said. They turned around in surprise. I don't think they had expected me to allow them to stay. "Say what you've got to say."
They stood there looking from me to each other. My mother cleared her throat. They looked at her. "I'm not leaving so say whatever you wanted to say."
I know they didn't want to say it in front of my mother so I'm glad she's there.
"The gun thing wasn't a part of the plan Adam. Josh snapped." Tina said. "All we planned to do was scare you and the others."
"I just can't believe you two." My mother said. "Brian you used to be best friends with Adam and Tina you used to date Adam." They actually looked guilty. Maybe it was because my mother had said it. If anyone else had said it, I'm sure they wouldn't have cared.
"Anyway we came by to apologize." Tina said. "We've all got to go to JV court about this. And I know it doesn't make a difference but Brian and I both are sorry." She said elbowing her boyfriend who hadn't said anything.
"Yeah." He agreed.
"Well we gotta go." She said. My mother showed them out and I went back to my bedroom. I lay back down in bed and sighed. I stared out the window watching as they got into a car and left. I turned the TV off and started reading Jesse's journal again.
At Home Sick
I heard voices when I woke up again. I wonder where I am. Last thing I remember is being at the police station. "Phil maybe we should take him to the hospital. He's so warm." My mother said.
Now I was fully awake. I sat up and looked around. I realized I was in my bed at home. My parents were staring down at me. "No way!"
A thermometer was shoved into my mouth to end that argument. I lay back down. My head was really pounding. When it beeped my mother took it out. She lay a cool washcloth onto my forehead. "104.3. I think we should take him to the hospital."
"No!" I yelled. I hate hospitals.
"Quiet Adam you are going to wake up your sister." My dad said. He turned toward someone that was standing in the doorway. That was when I saw my sister-in-law. "Rhiannon why don't you call Fairview Southdale Hospital and ask them what they suggest."
She left. I sighed. "Mom I'm okay don't make me go to the hospital."
"You've got a fever of 104.3. Let's let the hospital decide." My mother sighed.
Jeffrey came into the room. "Kiley's fast asleep. How's Adam?"
"I'm fine. Well okay, I'm sick but..."
Rhiannon came back into the room. "The hospital said to bring him in if he gets worse. They said we should give him a warm bath to try to cool him down."
"I can do that myself you know."
"Boy is he cranky." Jeffrey commented.
"You have a day like this and then say that." Sounds almost like what I said to Scooter two years ago. "Sorry Jeffrey." I said quickly.
"No problem shrimp. I know you are having a bad day." He said with a smile. I glared at him. He knows I hate when he calls me shrimp. I'm taller then him.
There was a bathroom attached to my room so I used that. Rhiannon had run it for me. I got into it. The warm water felt good. I just lay there soaking. When I did get out, I was tired. The bath had really drained me. Jeffrey helped be back into bed.
Saturday passed by in a blur. No hospital visits for me thankfully.
Sunday was just about the same. My parents weren't letting me go to school Monday.
Monday I was a bit more alert. I went to the doctor's office this morning and he suggested I stayed in bed the rest of the week. I had bronchitis and he was worried about it changing to pneumonia.
I was watching some movie on Lifetime when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." I called.
My mother came in. She seemed nervous about something. "Adam there's some people here to see you."
"Who are they?" I asked.
"Brian McGill and Tina Johanson." She said.
Okay now what do I do? I certainly don't trust them enough to be in here when I'm sick. "Tell them to go away."
She nodded and went out the door. I turned down the TV. I could hear my mother relaying the message to Tina and Brian. It didn't sound like they were too happy. I got out of bed and opened the door. I saw them standing in the hallway. They turned around to go down the stairs. They hadn't seen me. Okay I could let them leave or I could stop them. I did something that was probably stupid.
"Wait." I said. They turned around in surprise. I don't think they had expected me to allow them to stay. "Say what you've got to say."
They stood there looking from me to each other. My mother cleared her throat. They looked at her. "I'm not leaving so say whatever you wanted to say."
I know they didn't want to say it in front of my mother so I'm glad she's there.
"The gun thing wasn't a part of the plan Adam. Josh snapped." Tina said. "All we planned to do was scare you and the others."
"I just can't believe you two." My mother said. "Brian you used to be best friends with Adam and Tina you used to date Adam." They actually looked guilty. Maybe it was because my mother had said it. If anyone else had said it, I'm sure they wouldn't have cared.
"Anyway we came by to apologize." Tina said. "We've all got to go to JV court about this. And I know it doesn't make a difference but Brian and I both are sorry." She said elbowing her boyfriend who hadn't said anything.
"Yeah." He agreed.
"Well we gotta go." She said. My mother showed them out and I went back to my bedroom. I lay back down in bed and sighed. I stared out the window watching as they got into a car and left. I turned the TV off and started reading Jesse's journal again.