Chapter III
I was woken up from that hell of a nightmare because, someone or something, was shaking me and screaming at me to wake up. I start to punch who or whatever it is but, it catches my fist with ease. "Shh, it's okay, just calm down Lizzy." I suddenly recognize the voice and my eyes clear from the teary haze that covered them. "Evan, what's going on?" I say with a scratchy voice. "You were having a nightmare, you started screaming and I've been trying to wake you up for nearly 10 minutes." he says as he sits at the end of my bed. I pull my knees up to my chest and groan as my head throbs. "My throat feels like shit and my head feels like a 20 pound weight was dropped on it." I say as I put my head on top of my knees. "Well, it's not really surprising your throat hurts you've screamed bloody murder for the past 10 minutes. As for your head, I'll get you some Advil out of the cabinet." he says as he gets up and walks into my bathroom. I groan, flop onto my stomach, and bury my head into the pillow.
"Liz, you need to sit up to take the medicine." he says as he plops down on the bed next to me, "Come on, up you go." he says softly as he slowly helps me sit up. I take the pills out of his hand, and grab the bottle of water on my night stand. I swallow the pills and gulp down the water, "Come on, Liz lets head downstairs because you probably won't be able to go back to sleep, and I'm hungry." he says as he walks out of the room with me trailing slowly behind him. We make our way down stairs and I settle myself on the sofa.
I switch on the TV, and some infomercial for a weird diet pill was on the TV. I sigh, switch channels, and try to find something decent on. I hear a loud clatter from kitchen, as a laugh track blasts all too loudly from some 90's sitcom that played on the TV, and I groan as it seems this medicine will never kick in. "What in the world are you doing in there, Evan?" I say with another groan. He pokes his head in the room, "Sorry about that, sis. I dropped a punch of pots and pans." he says as he wanders back in the kitchen. I turn back to the TV and change the channel. I groan as I flip through them and get nothing but infomercials or really loud sitcoms. I groan, turn off the TV, and walk into the kitchen.
I notice Evan cooking some omelettes I sighed and sat down at the table. I lay my head down on my arms and stare at the flower pot sitting in the center of the table as Evan set the food on the table. The smell of the food seemed to make me nauseous, I pushed it away. "Your not hungry." He said questioning. I groan, and I guess that answered his question. "That's a surprise. You can normally woof down a few of those." Evan said with concern lacing his voice. "I don't know my heads just pounding, and I feel dizzy and nauseous. And the medicine isn't kicking in." I said with my scratchy voice. My brother finished off his omelette, and stuffed mine in the fridge.
I stood up and had to hold on to the table as I nearly fell over. My brother was beside me holding me up. "Man, you must really feel like shit, sis. I'll help you to the couch, seeing how you can't stand for more than five seconds." he says as he helps me walk to the couch. I lay down on the couch, grabbing one of the pillows, and tucking it behind my head. Evan turns on the Xbox 360 and picks up the controller. I lift my legs up as he sits down and place them on his lap. "Red Dead, huh." I say as I shut my eyes. "Yeah, I feel like riding horses and killing people." I chuckle and fall into a surprisingly, peaceful sleep.
I woke up, laying on the couch, a cover thrown over me. I sat up and stretched. I looked around and saw no sign of my brother. 'He's probably asleep in his bed.' I thought as I stood up. I checked the clock hanging on the wall, I sighed as it said 5:30 a.m. I turn on the TV and put the local news on. I slowly head up stairs to my room grabbing my laptop and head back downstairs, sitting down on couch. I open it up and start work on my home schooling. My parents set me up to doing it after I got burned. Alex said that he was jealous of me all the time, cause I didn't have to deal with assholes. I'd just chuckle and tell him that I'd go if I could. After a few hours, I heard it start raining outside, I closed my laptop and walked over to the window, pulled up a nearby chair, and watched it rain.
As the rain stopped and sun came out from behind the clouds, I got up, setting the chair back in its proper place. I heard my stomach grumble and I realized how hungry I was. I got up walked into the kitchen, and staring into the fridge. I grabbed a pop and the leftover omelette, I tossed the omelette in the microwave and heated it up, and sat down at the table. I finished my food and did the dishes. As I finished I heard the door bell ring. I walk to the door and open it up noticing Vince, Jeff, and Alex standing at the door. "What are you guys doing here this early?" I said as they walked in and closed the door behind them. I walked over to the couch and plopped down. "We're gonna film the introduction for the thing." Vinnie says as he sits down. "Oh, do you guys need that costume, yet?" I ask, as I playful smack Alex from his seat next to me. "No, not till the video after that and we only need the mask. Daniel has a suit that will work." He says, as he watches me steal Alex's hat and put it on my head. I chuckle as I dodge Alex's attempts to grab it, "I should have it done in a few days." We waited for Evan to get up, so they could film the video. We spent the time joking around, playing video games, and raiding the fridge.