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SLIM SHADY
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Jul 09, 2010 06:12PM
"T-two the normal amount.." he said weakly. It felt odd to see again. "Th-thank you for making me be able t-to see again." he said weakly.
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Nathan smiled, "You're welcome. But you are my brother. You shouldn't need to thank me." He said, handing him the tylenol.
He took the tylenol and swallowed it with the water. He felt really tired. "Wh-what day is it?" he asked weakly.
"Thursday." Nathan answered, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"H-how long was I out?" he asked looking out the window. It was rather bright outside.. He had to squint his eyes.
"A day. I'm surprised it wasn't longer. You hungry?"
"N-no not really.. I-I fell warm... and I feel s-sick" he said weakly.
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Nathan reached out and felt his forehead. "You are a little warm." he said.
"I-I don't feel well.." he said. "I-I feel really sick.." he told him.. He started to sweat.
Nathan frowned. "Hm... let me go get mother. She will know what you have better then I will." He walked downstairs calling, "MOTHER!"
Jordan came rushing up stairs. "What's wrong dear..." she asked while hugging him.
Nathan smiled a little and hugged back. "James isn't feeling well. I figured you could figure out what he has?"
"Ok dear.." she said as she went and sat on the edge of his bed. She placed her hand on his forehead gently.. "Do you have a thermometer?" she asked him.
"yeah." Nathan went to his kit and found the thermometer. He handed it to her.
She put it in James's mouth and pulled it out. Her eyes widened. "115.." she said. "He's got a really bad fever.." she said leaning over and kissing James on the forehead.
Nathan's eyes widened. "Let's take him to the hospital!" 115 degrees! That's deathly high!
"I-I don't want the hospital..." he said weakly. "Please.. I-I want to stay home.."
Nathan sighed. "Fine... but you are really sick..."
He nodded. He did feel really hot. "I-I feels like I-I could throw up.." he said weakly.
Nathan rushed out of the room for something he could barf in. He grabbed a small trashcan and brought it back.
He through up for quite some time.. his face turned pale and sweaty... He then weakly laid back down panting. He hated being this way.. "s-sorry.." he said weakly.
"It's fine..." Nathan said.
James was panting in pain. He wanted to see his sister. "C-can I-I see my sister?" he asked weakly...
"I don't know if she can make it up here... unless you were to go down there... are you well enough to go down there?" He asked.
"I-I don't know..." he said. ."I-I don't think so.." he was gripping his stomach. His rib still hurt.
"Do you want me to see if she is awake and can come up here?" Nathan asked.
"P-please?" he asked childishly.. "I-I haven't seen her in a while." he looked away and coughed several times
Nathan nodded, then walked downstairs to Cassandra. She was awake and glanced over at him. Nathan said, "James isn't feeling well, but he really wants to see you. Do you think you can come?"
"Yeah." Cassandra nodded and slowly sat up.
James tried sleeping a little while he went to get her.. But he was too hot to sleep. He started crying cause he felt uncomfortable being hot.
Cassandra slowly stood up and started walking back with Nathan.((I'll be on and off.))
((same))James couldn't think.. The hot was too much for him. He was starting to sweat. Dark rings were under his eyes. He hated his life.
Cassandra walked into the room, then looked at him in concern. She came over and hugged him.
James finally saw her again. He hugged her weakly and didn't want her to let go. "I-I'm scared.." he sniffled.
"You'll be fine." She whispered.
"W-will I?" he asked as he held onto her. He missed her.
"Yes. You better be." She kissed his forehead.
He giggled a little.. He was still sweaty.. He looked away and started coughing again. He finally stopped within half an hour.. He looked over at her womb and laid his hand on it. "I-I feel kicking.." he said weakly. His face was really pale.
She smiled a little. "Yeah... hey, you want to help me come up with names?" She asked, sitting down next to him.
"S-sure..." he said weakly.. "Y-you start with one..." he said as he started coughing again.
"Okay. I don't know how many are going to be boys, and how many are going to be girls, so we should come up with seven boy, and seven girl names... hm..." She started thinking. "How about... Anna Belle?" She looked at him.Nathan walked back into the room with a damp cloth. "Cassandra, can you check the cloth every once in a while and get it damp again when it heats up?" He asked as he set the cloth on James's forehead. Cassandra nodded and Nathan left the room.
James nodded weakly to the name.. "h-how about Adam Wade f-for a boy..." he asked tiredly. He was having trouble keeping and even breath pattern.
Cassandra smiled. "I like that. What about.... Alexander Blake?"
"I like that.." he said as he started to close his eyes. "Samantha Jade?" he asked weakly.. He was getting somewhat tired.
She nodded. "That's nice. What about Matthew Sean?"
Eyes still closed, he nodded weakly and started coughing again.. this time it was longer. He then finally sat up and bent forward hoping the coughing would cease. "I-I like it..." he said weakly.
She nodded and came over to hold/hug him. She stroked his hair comfortingly. "What do you think of Aaron Hunter?"
"I-I like that one too..." he said weakly.. he leaned his head up against her shoulder.. "H-how about Michael Ian?" he asked weakly.
"Yeah. I like that." She smiled. "Two more boy names to go. How about... Hayden Samuel?"
"I-It sounds good.." he wheezed. "John Michael..." he said weakly. He started closing his eyes again.
