Sick Day
New year, new troubles. I'm being run ragged by school and barely have time for anything else. I can't live without Jason. So I take all my free time and spend it with him. During one of these times I'm with him is when the stress takes its toll. I start feeling dizzy and my head throbs. All I remember is Jason asking if I'm ok before I collapse. When I wake up I'm in Jason's bed. I look up and he's staring at me. "Are you ok?" he asks. "I… um, I don't know. What happened?" I ask. "You just fainted," he says then feels my face, "Aw babe you have a fever."
"What?" I say and try to get up. "I can't afford to be sick. I've got so much to do." "You can't babe. You're too sick," Jason says and pushes me back to laying down. "I'll have my father call the school. He's quite persuasive. So I'm sure he can get your due dates extended." "Fine," I say feeling ill all over again. "Let me go get you some soup and a cool towel," he says while getting up. He leaves the room and I realize I feel like crap. He comes back with a bowl of soup and a wash pan with a towel hanging out of it.
"My father called. It's all taken care of," he says. He then sets the cool cloth on my forehead and I shiver. "Try eating some soup," he says while putting the spoon to my lips. I sip it. "You know I can feed myself," I say. "Oh but where's the fun in that?" he asks. I just let him continue. When I'm done with soup he replaces the towel. "I can't believe I let this happen. I must be such a burden," I say a little depressed. "Hey don't talk like that," Jason says. "But…," I try to say but Jason shuts me up with a kiss. "Don't do that! You'll get sick too!" I say in protest after pushing him off.
"Well I wouldn't have to if you'd stop being negative!" he retorts. We just sit in silence for a while. "I'm sorry," I say. "It's ok I shouldn't have yelled at you," he says. "Damn you for being sick though. I want to kiss you again." I blush and say, "Well you can do whatever you want with me when I'm better." Time goes by and my fever goes down a little and I am almost eating the Graces out of house and home. By the next day with Jason's help and a little medicine I'm better and back to school. But not before I let Jason do what he wanted with me.