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Chapter Two

Dave was really starting to hate his life more. He was sick all of the time. Just the smell of certain things left him running to the toilet like coffee. The disgusting smell of coffee just hangs in the air. It didn't matter if it was decaffeinated or caffeinated it smelled gross either way. It all smelt gross to him. The worst part of it all was that the Gleeks have realized his Achilles' heels with coffee and all of them were coming up to talk to him with coffee of choice in hand at every chance they got.

He also found it annoying that he couldn't go longer than 12 hours without sleep by the end of a school day. He was tired and days that there were practice, he was exhausted. Several times he just got into the back of his truck and just took a nap after practice. Dave also found that if he ate quickly at lunch and that if he was able to get to his truck.

Then he also woke up this morning looking like he did when he was 15, covered from head to toe in acne. The fact that Rachel Berry was the first to see him this morning, she just looked him up and down and he saw the pity on her face. Rachel fucking Berry pitied him. She felt sorry for him. It was humiliating that one of the loser squad felt pity for him. It is bad enough any spare moment he had he was worshipping the porcelain thrown. So, yeah to Dave his life really sucked ass. Hell, Azimio's reaction wasn't any better. The guy asked if he was going through puberty again. It also didn't help that the area around his nipples and chest were sore and swollen.

"Are you okay in there," he heard her voice. He groaned. This was the boy's Bathroom.

Dave gritted his teeth, "go away, Berry." He waited a minute to hear the bathroom door. "Your still there aren't you?"

"It has come to my attention that you have been purging your stomach of a stomach sickness and saw that you have been drinking a lot of Pepto-Bismol and that doesn't seem to be helping it," Berry said sounding as pompous and annoying forever.

"How do you know that," asked Dave. Is there a point to this," Dave said getting up slowly, wishing that he didn't get extremely dizzy when he got up too fast.

"I may know of some very good herbal remedies that will staunch your symptoms," she said.

Dave licked his lips thinking of what she said. "Staunch means stop, right?"

"Yes," she said, slowly as if talking to a slow child. Usually that would have pissed him off but today it was good news. He swung open the door to look at her. She was also carrying a burlap shopping bag

"Is there a catch to this?"

Rachel shook her head.

"Why are you doing this for me?"

She opens her mouth, "it-"

"There is a catch to this."

"It has come to my attention that you have been feeling under the weather lately and as a fellow student of McKinley and an ex-girlfriend of not one but two of your football team mates I decided on the goodness of my heart," Rachel started staying, "I have noticed that in class you are not only showing signs of nausea but dizziness and the fact that you have to school looking less than glowing. I started feeling bad for coming up to you with a coffee in the morning to talk to you know it will worsen you symptoms."

"So, this is because of your conscience I know you don't have," He said, "What's the catch?"

"There is no catch," said Rachel glaring at him, "I can be nice."

"Yeah I like you were nice to Mr. Ryerson or that exchange student?"

Rachel winced back as if he smacked her, "I want to be better. Besides you are one to talk with the way you treated Kurt. I can't believe I am helping a homophobe like you."

Dave winced and grabbed her hand as she tried walking away, "I'm sorry."

Rachel turned and glanced at him. He shrugged his shoulders.

"You know I kind of deserved you guys being assholes to me," said Dave.

Rachel nodded at him.

"So, what are these remedies," He said staring at her still not believing her. She smiled at him and showed him what was in the bag.

"I bought you some organic ginger ale, it is a cure for all and crackers. Also these vitamins are vitamin B6 and they help a lot. Also these are bioband they are usually used for sea sickness but they really help with dizziness as well as nausea."

"This would work," He asked looking at her with hope.

"Yes," Rachel nodded.

"Why?"

"Why, what?"

"Why are you helping me?"

"No, seriously, why are you helping me?" Dave kept on asking.

"I am trying to be a good person," Rachel said feeling like she was repeating herself. She felt sorry for the boy in front of her. He was going through a hard time. His body seemed to be doing weird things and the nurse.

"I get that, but what brought this on?"

Rachel bit her lip. The nurse just came up to her yesterday.

"Awww, Dave Karofsky, It is nice to see you again," said the woman grabbing Rachel by the elbow and physically man handling her to look at her.

Blinking Rachel stared at the woman and started correcting her, "I'm not Da..."

"How is your Penis, dear? Is it still bleeding?"

"I – what?"

"Your penis, dear, How is your penis," the woman said, putting her face so close to Rachel's that their noses were touching.

"I'm not Dave Karofsky," Rachel said pulling as far away from the woman's face as possible.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am positive." Rachel tried smiling at the woman until the woman grabbed her crotch. The girl shrieked.

"What in the hell." Both nurse turned and stared at a jock. It was the first time ever Rachel Berry was glad to see Azimio Adams. At that moment, the big beautiful black man that was one of the main bullies was the best looking man in her eyes even with that blue slushy in hand.

"He would know where Dave Karofsky is," She said pointing the nurse in his direction.

"When did Artie Abram's start hanging out with Dave Karofsky," she asked her. Both teenagers were speechless.

"I'm Azimio Adam's," the boy said staring at the woman like as if she was crazy. Which she truly was crazy and high at the same time, you know.

"You are dear," She said finally letting go of Rachel.

"Yeah," he said, grabbing Rachel and ended up using her as a shield. He didn't need his crotch grabbed. The woman looked like she didn't believe what he is saying for a moment before rolling her eyes.

"Oh, you students all look the same to me." The nurse spoke with a frown on her face, "why is that?"

Both students gave her a strange look. It was well known that Figgin's was cheap but they really didn't think that he was cheap enough to hire a woman this incompetent or insane. Rachel personally thought that that the ex-Mrs. Schuester could have done a better job than this woman in front of her. They both watched the woman stare off into space and then looking at them confused decided to walk off.

"That was the strangest and scariest thing I have ever seen," said Azimio, "what the hell did she come up to talk to you about?"

"Nothing," said Rachel, biting her lip feeling guilty, "she thought I was your friend Karofsky."

"Okay I am just leaving. Here have this slushy," said Azimio, "I was going to slushy you but you have just been sexually assaulted by staff. This school is crazy."

Rachel remembered watching him leave

"So, what brought this on," Dave said again.

"You just didn't look that good this morning and I wanted to help," Rachel said smiling at him.

Dave nodded at her, "thanks."

"Don't mention it."