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Kendall woke up to find his whole body aching and everything screaming in pain. His ears hurt and made everything spin around him, his throat ached with pain whenever he tried to speak, his chest throbbed with every breath he took, and his tummy was cramping badly at this point making him want to spew everything out of his stomach and onto the couch. But the one thing that made everything better than his other symptoms was this strange feeling to itch.
Kendall was getting extremely everywhere, but his body ached too much to move a single muscle. "Logan?" Kendall managed to choke out before he went into a painful hacking cough.
"Kendall, are you ok buddy?" Logan asked as he helped Kendall sit up. Logan was getting concerned when he literally had to pick Kendall's dead weight up, he could hardly sit up by himself.
"No, everything hurts," Kendall moaned out as he ran a hand over his aching chest.
"Oh buddy, I don't think the walk helped make you feel better." Logan said as he reached out for Kendall's forehead to find it burning up. "Kendall, you're burning up," Logan exclaimed as he grabbed the thermometer off the table and pushed it in Kendall's shut mouth.
"Logan," Kendall tried to protest, but was shushed by Logan seconds later.
"103.4 dang it," Logan said under his breath as he looked up Kendall and saw his fever stricken eyes. He saw pain in them, something Logan never really wanted to see in Kendall's beautiful green eyes.
"Logan, I itch everywhere," Kendall complained as he rubbed his hand over his chest trying to itch, but no matter how much he itched he still felt itchy everywhere.
Logan looked at Kendall a bit puzzled. His symptoms were not matching up with pneumonia symptoms. He slowly lifted Kendall's shirt up to only have his hand slapped away seconds later.
"Hey, that's mine," Kendall whimpered out as he curled up in his warm fuzzy blanket feeling comfort.
"I know buddy, I'm sorry. I think you might have the chicken pox, your mom said you never had them." Logan said as he reached out for Kendall's shirt, but this time Kendall let him look up it. Logan saw red dots all over his stomach and chest. "Sorry buddy, I think you have a case of the chicken pox," Logan said as he rubbed Kendall's shoulder in a soothing way.
Kendall let out a moan and let his head fall into Logan's warm lap. "Logan," Kendall whined as he looked up at Logan's chocolate brown eyes,
"Kenny, get some sleep, I won't leave you I promise. Logan said as get comfy on the couch and ran his small, frail, fingers through Kendall's blond locks. Kendall let out a weak nod and curled up in Logan's lap and slowly slipped off into sleep.
"What's wrong with him?" Carlos asked when he came back into the room with a sandwich in his hands. He was chewing very loudly and a little food came spewing out of his mouth when he asked the question.
"I'm almost positive he has the chicken pox, I think the walk didn't help him get better," Logan said as he sat down by Kendall's head and ran his short, stubby fingers through his blond locks.
It was huge…It looked something like a devil; it had big scary eyes, and long teeth with a sharp point at the end. It was chasing Kendall with an ax. "Get back here!" It screamed as it chased Kendall through a haunted house. Strange sounds came out from under the floor boards as the devil chased Kendall. Kendall tripped on the floor board and sent him into the ground. "I got you now!" It said in a creepy voice. It took its head off and took a big bite of it.
"Ahh….." Kendall screamed as he sat up straight, sweat dripped off face. Tears pooled out of Kendall's eyes as he felt pain shoot through his chest, but that wasn't the only reason why he was crying. The nightmare gave Kendall the chills making him shake worse than ever.
"Kendall honey, are you ok?" Mrs. Knight asked as she came in the room to see Kendall's face all pale and sweaty. His normal emerald green eyes were dull with fever, but you could see the scared look in his eyes.
"Momma?" Kendall whispered out as he looked up at her with his teary eyes. Where was Logan? He said he was staying right here, wasn't he? "Where's Logie?" Kendall rasped out as he looked around the room.
"He is in the kitchen eating. What's wrong honey?" Mrs. Knight asked again as she sat down next to Kendall and started rubbing his shoulder. She felt each shiver that plagued her son.
"N-N-Nothing," Kendall stuttered out as he let a tear slowly fall from his fever stricken eyes. His chest hurt so much and he itched everywhere. His limbs were too tired to move and even if he had the energy he would be afraid that they would fall off if he moved.
"Kendall, honey, Logan said you had the chicken pox. Is that true? Can I take a look?" Mrs. Knight asked softly as she pushed Kendall back so he was lying down.
"Mamma, I feel itchy everywhere," Kendall moaned out as he itched his stomach. Tears fell down his porcelain face, he felt exhausted and he barely made a move. It was hard to think that the fearless Kendall Knight was too weak to even sit up on his own.
"I know honey. Let me see how bad it is." Mrs. Knight said softly as she lifted Kendall's shirt up and saw red blisters all over his stomach and legs. She got up to go to the bathroom to find some calamine lotion.
"Mamma, please don't leave me," Kendall cried out as he sat up for his mom. He slowly swung his legs over the couch to go find her like a little lost boy. He never really clung onto his mom unless he was really sick, like right now.
"Honey, lay down. I'm right here," Mrs. Knight whispered out as she rubbed Kendall's forehead with her hand. She felt his fever under her hand and noted to check it later. Mrs. Knight slowly lifted up Kendall's shirt again and started rubbing calamine lotion over his stomach making it look pink.
"Mama, I look pink," Kendall said as he looked down at his stomach.
"I know honey. Do you itch anymore?" Mrs. Knight asked as she rubbed more lotion on his stomach and legs.
"No, but can I go to sleep?" Kendall whispered out quietly, his voice was slowly failing him. It was aching more and more as he used it more often.
"Sure honey," Mrs. Knight said as she gave him a soft kiss on his forehead and let him drift off into sweet la land. Mrs. Knight finished rubbing lotion over Kendall's body then quietly left the room.
"Hey mama Knight, how is he?" Logan asked as he saw Mrs. Knight come in the room with a dull expression on her face.
"He's ok, really itch right now but hopefully it will be ok soon," Mrs. Knight said as she rested into a kitchen chair and sipped a cup of coffee. "You can go home Logan, spend some time with your family, Carlos had already gone home a few hours ago. I can handle Kendall," Mrs. Knight said as she grabbed Logan by the arm and pulled him toward the door.
"Ok, but I am coming here tomorrow and helping you," Logan said as she let Mrs. Knight kick him out for the night. He was pretty exhausted himself. He had a nice day; he just wished Kendall was healthy.
"Mom, when is Kendall going to wake up?" Katie asked as she came into the room with her dolls in her arms. She had wanted to talk to Kendall all day, but he was barely awake these days and it was getting boring without him.
"I don't know honey, please let him sleep. He's sick and needs plenty of rest to get better," Mrs. Knight said as she rubbed her hand through her son's golden locks. His hair was so beautiful, she was glad to call Kendall her son, even though he did cause a lot of trouble and mayhem around the town. He was a strong confident leader, and she was proud of him and all his accomplishments he achieved over the years.
It was almost ten in the morning when Kendall woke up again, his body ached everywhere, his head pounded with pain. He hated the sick feeling he got. Shivers ran through his body, he wrapped up in a warm fuzzy blanket trying to warm up, but nothing was working.
"Mom," Kendall whimpered out as he tried to sit up but fell back because he was too weak to get up on his own.
"I'll be right in there," Mrs. Knight yelled from the kitchen. She was making him a nice breakfast with toast and tea hoping he would try to eat something even though every time Kendall was sick in the past years, his appetite was the first to leave.
After waiting a few minutes Mrs. Knight came into the living room with a trey in her arms, it was covered with food. The scent of the food made his stomach twist and making him want to puke.
"Mama," Kendall moaned out as he wrapped his arms around his churning stomach. He took another whiff of the food and the contents in his stomach came back up and landed on the fuzzy warm blanket. "I'm so sorry," Kendall whimpered out as he curled up in the warm blanket.
"Honey it's not your fault, let me get a different blanket for you honey." Mrs. Knight said as she set down the trey of food and went back into her closet searching for another fuzzy blanket. Kendall always loved the fuzzy blankets when he was sick and cold.
Mrs. Knight grabbed the puke soiled blanket and threw it into the laundry room and tucked Kendall into another warm fuzzy blanket. "How is that?" Mrs. Knight asked as she set the food next to Kendall hoping he would eat a little bit, or at least attempt to make an effort.
"I don't want anything," Kendall mumbled out as he curled up into a ball his big nose squished against the couch cushion. The scent of the food was making his stomach do flip flops everywhere.
"Are you sure honey, you need to stay hydrated," Mrs. Knight said as she grabbed a cup of tea and tried to coax Kendall into drinking it.
"Later. I promise can I just take a nap?" Kendall pleaded as he looked up at his mom with his sad eyes. Mrs. Knight Let out a nod and set down the tea and gave him a kiss on the forehead, he could careless he was getting babied left and right, he just wanted to feel better soon.
Hopefully before James came back so they could play their annual hockey game.