Sickness
A/N: I've been in bed all day on account of me being sick. I was throwing up, having diarrhea, you get the picture. Well anyway all day I've been thinking about story ideas. It occurred that maybe I could use a little personal experience to help me write this chapter featuring two of my favourite characters.
(Poppy is 13 James is 14)
PPOV
I woke up and ran to the bathroom. I only had enough time to put the toilet seat back and hold my hair away from my face. Then I was spewing chunks. I could see my dinner and lunch and some snacks in there too. It was disgusting. I took the cup from the counter in our bathroom; I filled it with water. Then I gargled and spit out the water. Disgusting. I brushed my teeth and went back to bed. I couldn't go to sleep because my throat felt raw and I could still taste the vomit. It stayed that way for another two hours. I felt like I was going to be sick again so I ran to the bathroom and vomited… again except this time I'd gotten smart and had grabbed a hair band. As I was brushing my teeth again I looked in the mirror. Yes I was usually pale but this was terrifying. I was a white as a sheet.
I felt myself getting dizzy. I swayed a little and sat on the floor. I leaned back against the wall and shut my eyes.
I woke up to someone shaking me. It didn't go well with my uneasy stomach. In a single movement I had my head in the toilet and was barfing. Except there was nothing else to vomit up, just those weird yellow fluids that tear up your throat. I could hardly catch my breath. When my gagging was over I sat back again and closed my eyes. "Poppy? Are you ok Poppy?" a familiar voice asked me. My eyes fluttered and I found myself looking into gray eyes. "Go away. I don't want you to see me like this." I told him. I looked down at myself. I only had panties on and a little tank top…. Let's just say it was cold in the bathroom. James seemed to realize this too and he blushed and looked away. I sat back against the wall.
I felt like taking a warm shower. "Jamie will you do me a favour?" he looked at my face. "What do you want?" he asked me. "Will you get the shower running?" I asked him. He blushed a little but said "Sure." He stepped over me and reached inside the shower. I heard the water hit the floor of the shower. He took off his leather jacket and put it on the counter. He stuck his hand back in the shower and adjusted the knob until he thought it was warm enough.
I took off my panties. The tank top was just long enough that he couldn't see anything. "Poppy could you at least wait until I'm out of the bathroom?" he asked me. Then he left. I was still a little dizzy and I swayed on my feet. I leaned against the wall for support. It was a little hard to get my tank top off while I was against a wall.
I looked at the tub. My shower was one of the ones where it was a tub and a shower. The walls of the tub looked abnormally high and I think I would probably trip if I tried to get over them by myself. I walked over to the door and called out "Jamie! I need your help!" he came out of my room. I was blocking my body with the door so he couldn't see anything. "Do you need help getting in the tub?" he asked me. I nodded. "Close your eyes and hold out your hand." He did what I told him to do. I took his hand and opened the door wider. I pulled him into the bathroom and shut the door before Phil or my mom saw us. "Keep your eyes closed. I just need you to help me step over the wall of my tub. All you really have to do is stand there." I told him. James just nodded. I pulled him farther into the bathroom. I pushed him a little so that he was against the wall of the tub. I pushed the curtain of the shower back. I then put my hand on James shoulder. I picked up one foot and put it in the shower. I had to shift my hand a little so I could lift my foot over the wall. I pulled the curtain back.
"Will you stay in here, please, James?" I asked him. "If you want me to." He replied. "Thanks Jamie." I didn't really wash myself I just sat in the spray and let it get all the knots out of my back.
I sat down heavily and let the water run over my legs. "Are you ok?" Jamie asked me. I nodded but then I realized he couldn't see me and I said "Yeah just sitting down. You want a play-by-play of all my actions, Jamie?" I asked him. I could hear him laugh and he said "Sure." I had to hold in my giggle; this was going to be fun. "Well I'm taking the soap off the little nook, I'm running it over and under my arms. Now I'm running it over my legs. I'm washing my chest. Now it's going over my pupp-." James didn't let me finish he said "Um never mind I'm good you just do whatever you have to do." I laughed at him. He sounded so uncomfortable.
"What? I thought you've already felt up Tasha? I don't understand why you're uncomfortable around this stuff." I told him. "What are you talking about?" he asked me. "The other day Tasha said on your guy's date she let you feel her up…. Or was she just lying about it." James was silent for a few seconds. "You really did it didn't you?" I asked him. "Yeah." He said quickly.
JPOV
I was embarrassed to fess up to it. I knew that Poppy had never even made out with a guy. "It didn't mean anything though." I said. "Are you serious? It means everything. You're only 14 and you're already groping girls. I've never even made out with a guy before." She said. She sounded angry. "Why does it matter to you so much?" I asked her. "It matters because you're my best friend and I thought you were better than that." she told me. I felt ashamed. "I'm sorry." I told her. I really was. I hadn't known she would blow up like this when I'd done it. Well actually I hadn't been thinking at all. I'd been caught up in the bloodlust. All I could see was her delicious throat and all I could think about was my next meal. The groping had been part of the package, although I should've expected Tasha to run her mouth to everyone.
I heard Poppy shift around in the tub. I could see her silhouette through the curtain. She stood up and swayed. "Do you need my help?" I asked her. "No." she replied. There was no warmness in her voice. Yep I'd officially pissed her off. All of a sudden I heard her slip. I heard her head whack the floor of the tub. I immediately grabbed the curtain and pushed it aside. She was unconscious. I could sense that much. Her red hair was spread around her head like a pillow. Ignoring her nakedness I reached under her head to see if there was a gash. No cuts but I could already feel a large bump start to form.
I picked her up (even though she was naked) and took her out of the tub. I turned off the water. Then I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. I took her to her room. I shut her door and put her on the bed. I realized my shirt was soaked so I took it off and put it over her desk chair to air dry. I went and sat beside her on the bed and waited for her to wake up.
I saw Poppy's eyes flutter. "Ow. Damn my head hurts." She said. she sat up and the towel fell away. I quickly looked away. "God dammit this day has gone from bad to worse, and it's barely even started." She said. She hit me. "Ow what was that for?" I asked her rubbing my shoulder. Ok so it didn't actually hurt but I didn't want to make her anymore pissed off then she already was. "For looking at my boobs that's why." She said. I blushed and said "I wasn't paying attention. Besides you're my best friend it's not like I'm going to grope you." The look on her face startled me. "Are you ok?" I asked her. She nodded her head took a deep breath and said "I'm fine just go away. I'm tired. Let me have my rest." I got up from the bed and walked to her door. "See you later… I guess." I said. I grabbed my jacket from the bathroom and walked out the door.