At 6 AM, the alarm clock starts beeping loudly, and Santana turns around to turn it off. The sound annoys her, she had just fallen asleep again, after abdominal pains and a feeling of slight sickness had been bothering her all night.
She pulls her knees up to her chest and wraps the blankets around her. Her mother's been calling her name for a few minutes now. A few minutes later, she hears her mom coming straight to the bedroom, and seconds later she is standing next to Santana "You have to get ready for school" she says.
"I'm not going" She says without looking at her mother.
"Why not?"
"My stomach hurts and I'm diying" Santana speaks softly. Her stomach has been hurting her bad since the day before and it has slowly become worse.
"You aren't diying" She said in an annoyed tone. "Santanita i don't think a simple stomach ache is enough to keep you home from school. Right?"
"Please." Santana said while looking at her this time. "It's hurts really bad and i couldn't sleep most of the night because of the pain."
"Why didn't you call me or your dad if it was that bad that you couldn't sleep then?"
"I don't know."
"Let's make a deal, you will get ready and i'll take you to school and if you still don't feel good in a couple of hours i will pick you up. Okay?"
"But i really don't..." Santana's sentence is cut of when she feels vomit burning in her throat, she quickly runs to the bathroom, and goes straight to the toilet. She is just in time, and when she bows down, the vomit splashes in the toilet bowl. She is trembling heavily, and she lowers herself to the ground before the next wave of vomit comes out of her mouth.
"I'm sorry i did not believe you." Maribel said while walking into the bathroom to hold her daughter's hair. "Have you finished?"
"Yes..." Santana said weakly but she suddenly felt the urge to puke again. They stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour until Santana finished puking.
"Mami, my stomach hurts really bad." Santana said as she shed a few tears.
"I know, can you walk yourself to bed or you need me to help you?"
"I can." Santana said. She cleaned herself and slowly walked to the bed with one hand clutching her aching stomach.
She was about to send a text to Brittany when her mother grabbed her phone, turned it off and put it on the night stand. "You should try to rest now, okay?"
She didn't protest. As much as she wanted to talk to Brittany, at this moment she just wanted to curl up in a ball and stay in bed until the pain went away.
It took an hour but Santana had finally fell asleep.
Maribel went to check on her a couple of times. She looked really uncomfortable and was clutching her stomach while sleeping, all Maribel could think of was how much she wished she could make her babygirl feel better.
Santana wakes up to puke and complain and then goes back to sleep. She does this most of the day and she is still sleeping when her mother wakes her up for dinner.
"You haven't eaten nothing today, not even breakfast. You have to eat something"
"But i'm not hungry."
"I know, but you need to have something"
Santana sits up and groans in pain. "I don't want to eat."
"Just one toast"
Santana manage to eat half a toast when she feels like throwing up again. Her mom quickly grabbed the trashcan from beside the bed and held it in front of Santana.
"Santanita, are you crying?"
"I feel awful!" Santana says while wiping away her tears.
"I know, i wish i could do something to make you feel good." Her mom says while hugging her.
She feels too awake to go back to sleep now. She wishes her mom hadn't woken her up, when she sleeps, she isn't bothered by her aching stomach or nausea.
"I feel horrible…" Santana whispers. "I can't sleep anymore. Can we watch some movies?"
"Of course we can"
They watch some movies together as Maribel strokes Santana's hair and rubs her tummy.
And half an hour later Santana fell asleep again.
Maribel put the blankets on Santana and kissed her.
"Goodnight Princess."