The Volunteer And The Patient
Chapter Twenty Two
Alexis' POV
I opened my eyes and groaned, feeling achey all over. I began to feel the urge to puke, so I slowly got off from my bed, and walked to my bathroom. I leaned over the toilet and began to puke, feeling like I just wanted to puke up all my insides, just to stop the pain and sickness.
Once I had finished, I washed out my mouth, and returned to my bed, staring at the bag of chemical stuff. I never did ask Lily what it was. I made a mental note in my head to ask her next time.
"I hate you. So. Freaking. Much. Do you not understand my pain? I can barely eat with you just happily absorbing yourself into me. I mean, it's not like I eat much anyway..BUT STILL!.." I carried on talking to the bag of chemicals, until my croaky voice began to get quieter. I sighed and stared up at the ceiling, completely bored, but knowing I wasn't strong enough to do much at the moment.
"Hey sunshine, how're you doing?" I heard Blake's soft voice, and I turned towards him, smiling.
"Meh, I'm okay I guess. You?"
"Yeah, I'm okay, but you're tired. Go to sleep while I clean your room?" he offered, and I nodded slightly, smiling a small smile.
" 'kay," and I rolled over and closed my eyes.
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Okay, so it's been about half an hour now, and I still couldn't sleep. I could tell Blake was just finishing up, but I kept my eyes closed the whole time, trying to keep his mind at rest. God, I was freaking bored. I felt like I had freaking insomnia, but I swore that this chemo-stuff was meant to make me all weak and sleepy. All I'm getting is weak, minus the sleepy part.
I had already tried counting sheep about 5 times, but they kept turning into dinosaurs and then into Blake's face. Talking about Blake, I jumped in surprise as a warm hand lightly came in contact against my forehead, as if checking my temperature. I sighed and opened my eyes, looking up at him as he frowned.
"You're burning up. I should go get Lily," He stated and began to leave, but, like the ninja I am, I grabbed onto his hand as he turned. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep him there though; I was too weak to play tug of war with his hand.
"Don't leave," I mumbled, trying to use my puppy dog eyes on him.
I knew it was selfish, seeing as he had other rooms to clean, but since I had been put on chemotherapy a few days ago, we hadn't seen much of each other seeing as I'd been asleep or throwing up.
"You sure? You really are burning up quite bad, and you look like you could do with some rest," he frowned. I just sighed and rolled my eyes.
"You can sort that out later..but first, can you just stay with me until I fall asleep?" I asked shyly. I then added, "I feel like I have freaking insomnia."
He chuckled and dropped his cleaning products near the door, then came back to the bed.
"Scoot."
I 'ughed', but moved over anyway so he could get under the covers. I snuggled up next to him as his arms snaked around my body, pulling me closer to him, and I sighed in relief, as sleep soon overcame me. I could have sworn that I heard him whisper into my hair, "I love you," but maybe that was the sleep that was confusing me. I eventually fell into a land of peace and comfortable darkness.
Author's Note: I haven't been feeling too good lately, so that's why this part is late. Really sorry, please don't hate me <3
I love you all <3
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