Getting sick was terrible all on its own, you feel horrible, don't want to move, don't want anyone or thing to touch you or come near you, sometimes even the simplest questions and trying to communicate would turn out to be like pulling teeth. Getting sick at night however was a whole other ball game. At night everything is quiet, and still, you wonder if every sound you make echoes across all the surfaces of the rest of the rooms. Then everything is still, the air barely moves and it causes the temperature in normal circumstances spike, but here in Florida it is a million times worse. I sat with my back against the cool tub, finally my body had given me a moment to settle down. Brenna for her part had not left my side the whole time, she had gotten me water, crackers, a damp cloth and even the blanket from the bed when I started shivering. I lift my head slightly to see Brenna laying on the floor next to me, her hand clenched in mine, she's nearly asleep.
"Bren…" I whisper, nudging her softly.
"Hmmm?"
"Let's go to bed."
"Feel better?" She asks yawning.
"Slightly, I just need to get off the floor."
"Mmmk." She agrees, standing up she wraps an arm around me helping me to bed. She walks me to the bed, even tucking me in before grabbing a glass of water and setting it down on the night stand for me. She finally curls up behind me and wraps her arms around me. "Wake me if you need anything." She says and I smile kissing the top of her head.
"Ok Bren." It barely takes her a minute before she is sleeping soundly. I don't know exactly what happened this afternoon but I've never been that sick before from only a few drinks. It was made worse by the fact that Natalie was a complete bitch and I couldn't even think straight to do anything to stop her. Brenna handled herself really well, had the situation been reversed I would have lost it on the self-centered girl. Sighing as my stomach flipped again, I closed my eyes and held my breath. When it stopped I relaxed again and grabbed my phone and headphones off the nightstand. Going to my email, I open the attachment for the keynote address, I care but not really, however I know Mr. Ostrowsky will ask how he did.
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"Greer… Babe, we got to get going." Brenna said running a hand up and down my arm. I open my eyes slowly, my body is super sore and my head is foggy, Brenna has a bottle of water for me and two pills.
"Take these, it's a pain killer." She says, I take them gratefully. "I got your outfit for today and some toast from the continental breakfast downstairs if you want it." She says nervously, turning to grab the plate.
"Hey Bren." I say.
"Hmm?" She turns back to me and I lean forward kissing her. "First sorry for the terrible morning breath, and second, thank you."
"Feeling better I see." Brenna grins leaning in to kiss me again. "We really do need to get moving though, we have to go 'swim with the dolphins' or something." She smirks making me smile, I grab the clothes from the other bed.
"Think I have time for a quick shower?" I ask and she grins devilishly. "I really won't if we do what you are thinking."
"Well hurry then." She smiles lying back on the bed. When I get back out Brenna's jaw drops slightly. "Had I not been here with you last night I never would have guessed you felt so terrible."
"That was the point." I smile and quickly Brenna is standing by me, arm around me.
"Ready to go?"
"Swim with the dolphins or something?" I smirk and she kisses me.
"Or something."
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a/n: Totally willing to take prompts or anything, cool with just talking too. These will all just be one shots I don't know if I'll connect them or not. For now they are stand alones.