Toms P.o.v
Sparklez whined again as Ianite continued to brew the herbal tea.
He was worse than when I met him no less than an hour ago in the forest.
Ianite was trying to get rid of the illness he had, using her potion brewing book. Sparklez was in a ball on the couch, covered with several blankets, and shivering like he'd just been in a full on blizzard storm.
He would not let me touch him, or get anywhere near him, or he would start whining and moaning and complaining. Which I understood, he was in pain and I said horrible things to him, but I really just wanted to help him. We always cuddled or hugged eachother when we were sick. I guess not this time.
"Come on, I said I didn't mean it! What else do you want me to do?!"
I was sitting in a chair, farthest away from the couch, with Martha standing beside me.
"Go away..." He moaned in pain.
"I'm sure he doesn't mean what he says Syn, he's just very ill," Martha assured me.
"Yeah I know...I hope he's not like this tomorrow...where's the others?" I asked.
"They left a couple moments before Jordan arrived. Here Jordan, drink up." Ianite poured the pot of liquid into small glass and walked over to Sparklez couch. She propped his head up gently and pressed the glass to his lips.
"How long do you think it might take?" Martha asked curious.
"Oh I don't know..five minutes?" Ianite responded, pulling the glass away from Sparklez.
He slumped back into his couch and covered back up.
"Five minutes? You're kidding right?"
"No, I would heal him myself, but my energy is still really low from the last time I healed him. I feel like I wouldn't be able to do anything but make him even more uncomfortable."
"Tom?" I heard his tired voice call.
I walked up quickly to where he laid, he was smiling like a doofus.
Wow. What was in that tea?
"What is it?" I asked nervously.
"I'm sorry I fell on you...and wouldn't get up," he laughed while closing his eyes and smiling.
"Wait what? Do you not remember what I said?"
"No...what did you say?" His expression grew serious as he opened his eyes again.
"Oh that reminds me! Tom dear, what does the phrase gay homo mean? Is sounds very oppressive..."
"Mother, shh!" Martha tried to quiet her, but I knew he had heard it.
"You...you called me a gay homo?" He asked in an indifferent voice.
"Yeah...but I didn't mean to-"
"Tom, you're a gay homo too, I don't see why you called me that," he laughed nervously. "We're together aren't we? So we're gay...homo basically means gay...it doesn't bother me that you said that."
"Oh..." Actually, that did make sense. "Well, can you get up?"
"My head feels like it's about to explode and my throat feels like it's been ripped of its vocal chords, but other than that I think I'm fine. Ill try to stand."
He peeled off his covers and slowly raised up from the couch. He stood for a moment and looked down at himself, examining his legs and arms.
"Is something wrong?" Lady Ianite asked.
"I feel...dizzy."
"But you can walk, right? You're okay?" I pressed.
"I don't..." His voice faltered.
His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed on the ground.
"SPARKLEZ!" I screamed as I tried to catch him, only to fail miserably, causing his head to hit the ground really hard.
I held him and shook him, trying to get him to wake up.
What happened? He was fine just a few seconds ago!
The tea.
I spin my head towards Ianite.
"WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HIM?!"
"Syn!" Martha scolded me.
Ianite was at a lost for words.
"I-I didn't mean...it was supposed to-"
"YOU KILLED HIM! YOU WITCH!" Angry tears spilled from my eyes as picked Sparklez limp body up.
Her eyes welled up in tears. She stepped forward to me, and I stepped back. I want nothing more to do with her.
"Please Thomas, it's not-"
"I don't wanna hear or speak to you ever again. Leave Jordan the hell alone, or I'll kill you. You hear me?! STAY AWAY!" I yelled as I ran out the door, Sparklez in my arms.
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It must've been hours. I stayed with him through it all.
He squirmed and whimpered a few times during his sleep, but never screamed once. I did everything I could to make him comfortable. Blankets, ice packs, I have no idea what she gave him to put him in this state, but it knocked him out pretty well.
I felt guilty for what I said. I was confused and angry at her, and I just let out everything. I wanted to apologize, but I wasn't about to leave him.
I rocked back and forth with him in my arms, watching the time tick away on the wall clock. One, two, three, four. The numbers carried on until the hand went back to the twelve, starting over again.
Never had I been so still and calm in my life.
Usually I'm aching to move, run, have adventures.
But seeing him knocked out, it just weakens my spirit. It's like my OCD loves him or something.
I held his hand and played with his fingers. I noticed I have bigger hands than he does, his fingers are a little smaller than mine.
Suddenly, his fingers grip around mine. A smile appears on his sleeping face.
Is he dreaming of me?
"Hi Sparklez," I said in a quiet voice. Maybe he would respond back from his dream.
His smile grew. His hand traveled up to my cheek, feeling the features of my face.
His eyes slowly met mine, as he opens them. They travel to the ceiling and he chuckles lightly.
"Hi Tom..." He whispered hoarsely, his smile still remaining.
For a moment, I just admired him. Everything.
I leaned closer and he did too, his hands going around my neck.
We kissed, the first time in a little while. We'd been fighting for the last day or two, I missed his kisses.
We part, and he talks first.
"I feel...better. What happened?"
"Ianite gave you some sorta medicine, and it made you pass out immediately. I didn't even have time to catch you when you fell..." He still had a large welt on his head, I had put an ice packet on it.
"Did-did you yell at her? I heard things while I was out..." He raised up from my lap and transitioned into being cross legged on the bed.
"Yeah, because she nearly killed you!"
"You should apologize, I don't think she meant to." He rubbed his eyes groggily.
"And why should I? She's nearly killed you twice!"
"You have too, but way more than twice," he smiled like a dork.
My face flushed and I crossed my arms angrily.
It's not like I meant to almost kill him twenty different times...
"Besides we can't have you you guys hating eachother on the mission tomorrow."
Oh no, I was not letting him on that mission.
"Well, you're going to be there anyways. So you have nothing to worry about," I stated.
"I'm going on the rescue mission Tom. You can't stop me." His tone was hard and serious.
"So am I gonna have to chain you to the bed?" I asked threateningly.
Sparklez face flushed bright red and he shifted awkwardly away from me.
"What? What's wrong?" I asked confused at his weird behavior.
"Do...do you not realize what you just?...never mind." He pushed away from the subject. He was now stiff and awkward, much like he was when we first kissed. He was so weird about intimate things.
Oh wait. Chained to the bed.
Yeah that's pretty intimate.
"Oh! Sorry! I didn't mean it like that! That was...my bad..."
"It's cool. But I am going on that mission," he stated stubbornly.
"Guess I can't stop you...just be careful okay?"
"Yeah I will mom. Go apologize to Ianite, and be nice to her. She done and been through so much, you can't be mad at her."
"Tomorrow I will. Right now, I wanna be with you."
I smiled at him, he returned it.
He scooted closer to me and I scooped him up in my arms.
"I wanna know something, if you'll be so kind as to tell the truth," I asked sarcastically.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Why were you sick in the first place? You don't just get sick for no reason Sparklez."
"Uh...I didn't...you're gonna get mad if I tell you," he played with his fingernails nervously.
"I won't get too mad, just tell me."
"After the whole...confrontation thing, I ran into the forest..."
"And?" I pressed on impatiently.
"It was raining...and it was cold. I just kinda laid there in the forest for awhile. Sonja said I was missing for at least seven hours, so I guess I got sick from staying there so long. But it's not your fault Tom. I chose to do that. Don't get mad at yourself."
Great. He got sick again because of my actions.
"I'm an idiot..." I murmured to myself.
"Yeah, you are. But I'm an idiot as well. So it's fine," he laughed.
"That sounds about right," I laughed. I pulled him closer and we continued where we left off.
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IM ON THAT WRITING GRIND! WHOOP WHOOP!
I just wrote like four chapters in one day, I feel great!
And extremely tired xD
The next two chapters are gonna be AMAZING
SO HOLD ONTO YOUR FEELS PEEPS!
I must go, my cheesecake needs meh.
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- Lee
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