Sierra was now waking up to the sound of Trevor's footsteps.
She stretched out and yawned.
It was so good to be back on the surface, spending time with the father that she loved the most.
After she stretched, she began to feel a hot bubbling sensation in her throat.
What is going on? Why do I feel so hot? Did I drink anything last night that made this set off? What should I do? Should I go to a doctor? Should I tell Dad? Wait… NO! I can't. I swore to Uncle Max that I wouldn't tell Dad. What am I to do?!... Sierra said to herself as she was looking around the room, frantically.
Trevor came walking into the living room, with a plate of blueberry muffins and a cup of orange juice.
When he entered the living room, he saw Sierra breathing in and out, loudly and frantically.
"SIERRA!" He said, worried as he placed the plate and cup onto the table and went over to her side.
Sierra looked at him.
"Daddy, please help me…" She said as she was trying to think the burning sensation in her throat away.
Trevor placed a hand on her cheek and began to stroke it, gently.
"What's wrong, sweet pea?" He asked, with a sympathetic look on his face.
He was really wanting to help her.
"It's this burning feeling in my throat. I'm not sure where it's coming from, Daddy." Sierra said as she was pointing at her throat and looking at her father, concerned.
Trevor began to think.
So...Something is wrong with my daughter's throat...but...What can it be? I know that we had Hibachi last night. It's time to investigate further into this problem. He said to himself as he kept his eyes on Sierra.
He didn't want nothing to happen to her.
"Sierra, do you remember what we had for dinner last night?" Trevor asked as he looked at her.
Sierra began to think and she suddenly remembered.
"Yes. We had some sort of hibachi. Why?" She said as she looked at him, with intrigue as she was still trying to keep her mind off of the excruciating heat that was slowly beginning to emerge.
"Well… You said that you felt a burning sensation in your throat, sweet pea. Did you eat anything spicy last night from dinner?" Trevor said as he looked at her, concerned.
Sierra began to think of what kind of hibachi food that she had from dinner last night.
"Well… I tried eating squid last night, along with some coconut chicken, sesame chicken and chow mein…" She said as she was listing what she ate last night.
Trevor nodded his head yes, in understanding, taking in what Sierra was telling him.
Well… None of those foods have a really hot spice to them. Maybe I should monitor her, in case it gets worse. He said to himself as Sierra was beginning to pick up the plate and the cup.
Sierra began to slowly eat the two blueberry muffins.
As she was eating, she could feel the burning sensation subside.
After she ate both blueberry muffins, she then began to go for the orange juice.
The orange juice had a lot of citric acid in it so now, Sierra began to wonder…
What's going to happen when I drink this?
Trevor looked at her, concerned.
"Sierra, are you sure that you're alright?" He asked as he grabbed the empty plate.
Sierra looked at him.
"Of course I am, Daddy. Why wouldn't I be?" She said as she began to lift the cup to her mouth.
Trevor smiled at her.
Sierra smiled back at him and began to drink the juice.
…..
Just as Sierra was drinking the orange juice, she began to feel the burning sensation again.
Though, this time, it was a whole lot worse.
It felt as if something was bubbling in her mouth, causing her whole mouth to be on fire.
Something was about to come out and whatever it was, it was bad news for the young girl.
Trevor was on the couch, looking at an old notebook when he began to notice the expression on his daughter's face change.
That made him worry.
"Sweet pea, are you alright? What's wrong?" He asked, concerned as he placed his hand on hers.
Sierra looked at him and just as she was about to say something, she began to start gagging.
"Sierra, please tell me what's wrong." Trevor said as he placed his arm around her.
Sierra looked around the room.
"Daddy, where's the bathroom?" She asked, in an urgent and concerned voice.
"Upstairs… Next door to your room, sweet pea. Why?" Trevor said, now more concerned for her.
Something was going on and whatever it was, he wasn't going to be told about it.
He had a right to be worried and concerned for Sierra…
He had a right to help Sierra in any way that he can.
Plus, he had a right to know what was going on.
Right now, the heat was getting to Sierra and she was about to blow.
She got up from where she was sitting at on the couch, next to her father and she began to walk over to where the staircase was.
Trevor looked at her, concerned.
"Sierra, sweet pea...Do you… Do you need me to take you to a doctor?" He said as he was about to get up from where he was sitting at and go over to her.
Just as Sierra was about to respond, the bubble in her mouth was getting bigger and bigger.
She held up a finger, which meant 'hold on a minute' and then, she began to run upstairs and into the bathroom, which was right next door to her bedroom.
When Sierra got into the bathroom, she closed the door behind her, turned on the bathroom light and ran over to the toilet.
She couldn't wait much longer.
If she couldn't make it, then that meant that whatever is bubbling and making the young girl gag, it would be coming earlier than sooner.
(So...Sierra wakes up to something bubbling and fuming in her mouth. All Trevor wants to do is help her but, he can't unless Sierra tells him. But, why can't she? Stay tuned for chapter four.)